There’s something quietly brilliant about sitting beside Mrs Bob, controller in hand, trying to save Gotham on Lego Batman. Now, I’ll be honest… gaming skill isn’t exactly her superpower.

 Precision jumps become accidental swan dives, and half the time she’s merrily smashing the scenery while I’m attempting the mission. But what she lacks in gaming ability, she more than makes up for in heart. 

The laughter, the teamwork, and those little moments where neither of us really cares if we win or lose — that’s the joy. 

Sometimes happiness isn’t found in doing something perfectly. Sometimes it’s just found on the sofa, saving Gotham with the person you love. 

Stay safe,

Bc