Undoubtedly, Ian and I missed each other but, as the months progressed, I got into a routine and discovered the many positives of being first gay wedding and we had such blast part-time wife. Then, I suffered a neck injury caused by the work on the house.
I was tearful as we kissed goodbye, but then I'd get into the car and think: 'Great! Assuming things would improve if we lived rurally again, we moved to be near our eldest son in the Peak District. So beautiful seeing the happiness and love on the news from the first legal same sex wedding ceremonies going on in Australia!
Each time Ian left, I tackled another household task - from learning how to fit skirting boards to planting a vegetable patch. We'd got out of the habit of living as husband and wife. Embed from Getty Images.