Sometimes husband and I get a little time together, out of the house.
I have childhood and less vivid early career memories of Edinburgh. He has memories of visiting and work before and after ‘we’ and the kids came along.
Going over memories sometimes helps you make sense of life.
Seeing things through someone else’s perspective is almost always enlightening.
So we tell stories to one another. It’s nice to try to find the place and the words to sit down and tell them fully, while watching the world go by.