Bubble, bubble, toil and trouble

Charlotte returned home to find Ned hosing water into an inflatable spa.

Credit: Jim Pavlidis

“What the hell? We spoke about this!” she said.

Ned frowned. “C’mon, Hon. Live a little.”

“I can’t believe you,” she said, storming inside.

Later, as the spa hummed, bubbled and steamed in the cold night air, the kids submerged themselves while Ned reclined, eyes closed, arms out, beer in hand.

Shortly after, Charlotte, holding a glass of prosecco, appeared in her swimmers. The kids cheered.

She slipped into the heavenly water. “This doesn’t mean I’m not still furious,” she said.

“Duly noted,” Ned replied, raising his bottle.

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