The Ordinary Housewife
My story starts at the beginning of last summer, when my husband Simon and I moved to a new town in Southern England, along with our two young sons, and into a newly built house on a brand new housing development. We are both the same age, approaching the end of our twenties, with the big ‘THREE-ZERO’ looming ever closer. We have been happily married since we were both aged twenty, and our two boys are now aged five and six. We are a couple very much in love with each other, and have a contented life. On the estate we had moved to, the next phase of houses around ours was still being built and other houses were still being finished. The sparse landscaping around our property left a lot to be desired, and …