If only life was really like a honeymoon…

…You would have every excuse to eat ice-cream and sorbet at 2.30 in the afternoon, every afternoon, just cos you wanted to. (And you would know that the calories don’t count cos you are on honeymoon).

You feel loved up and very lucky…and more so than usual cos everyone expects you to be loved up and feeling lucky. It would be a shame to disappoint them by being hateful and bitter.