We went to a Mexican restaurant on the night of his actual birthday, just the two of us, it was great.

We'd had our eye on the place since it opened over 18 months ago, but never got round to going. Everyone had recommended it but with old job never found time, then we'd discovered the curry house and that became our restaurant of choice.

Anyway, back to Thursday night, we went out for a drink first, I stuck with coke as I'd not eaten for hours, then we strolled on up to Limings. The starters were absolutely delicious, hubby had a cheese sauce with jalepenos and tortilla chips, I had deep fried chicken tortilla parcels. YUM.

I kinda bottled out with my main course, I had ribs and wings, the ribs were absolutely delicious, finger lickingly good, but the chicken wings were nothing special. But still, there was a nice atmosphere and my wine was going down well also.

I had pudding, he had a coffee. I had a toffee apple pie thing with ice cream and it was lovely. Then we strolled home, hand in hand, talking and putting our world to rights. Once again we reminded each other how we should go out more often, before getting home and tumbling into bed and straight to sleep.