How it all began

Before I could become "#mywifethetourist" ... I needed a wife who liked to tour.  Fortunately, I had found myself single and looking for a wife upgrade , deluxe model (willing to exchange a ripped torso for some witty banter).

  incidentally this was my first real courtship with the Internet, as I dipped my toe into internet dating. Then a frowned upon approach to dating. "A place of sad desperado's ".. Sang the chorus of happily married, smug bastards. Who weren't entirely wrong as it happens, although I suspect the perils I faced were more to do with mid-life dating, than the Internet.

I bloody loved most of it ... I digress

And so I discovered my Wife  ~  With Wander-lust -  In Equal Proportions

My Wife - The Tourist

She first appeared to me online  as "Krugg66" (pictured opposite) 

A bubbly reference to her sophistication and vintage that was not entirely lost on me.
I perused her classically stylish profile, where she literates whimsically on the finer things in life.
I drank it all in and thoughtfully concluded ..

"Great looking girl, fabulous breasts ... Chance your arm Johnny boy, what's the worst that could happen"

With 4 years of Internet dating, my banter was razor sharp.

My balance on the line between flirtatious and indecent was trapeze like .. 

Dammit you could blindfold me and I'd still be a contender. 

We text/texted ... whichever is the adjective .. each other for a short period, then my first "child free" weekend found Krugg66 leaving a party via a virtual toilet window. We met, and the cells of "mywifethetourist" began to divide and multiply 

... Little did we know ...