Have done shifts myself many years ago and it nearly killed me. The only thing that kept me sane was the ability to go out and sink a couple of pints when the occasional opportunity arose. Initially the wife didnt get it, thought I was being a miserable git, but explained that just a couple of pints, ON MY FUCKING OWN, kept me sane.
Luckily she saw my point and never made an issue of it.
Daz, maybe she needs a bit more insight as to what you have put yourself through.
just don't trust something that bleeds for seven days and don't die, women are demons.
With there sweet juicy little mots , and those wobbly bits covered in dark chocolate and all them ....
This ain't no ordinary porn , this is m&s porn................