Mixed Magic

Every married couple has their little tricks to keep the magic alive…

- Della Galton

It’s not my fault,” Eddie said, tugging at his trousers. “They just won’t do up properly. They must have shrunk in the wash. Maybe the temperature was too hot or something.”

“The temperature was no different than usual,” Liz said, shooting him one of her looks. “I’d say it had more to do with good living. We have been eating out quite a bit lately, haven’t we, love?”

“I suppose we have.” He could feel his face heating up. He gave the trousers another ineffectual tug.

“Careful you don’t rip them,” his wife cautioned. “Maybe we should go on a diet.” She smiled sympathetically to soften her words. She knew perfectly well he hated the word diet. They both did. Eddie frowned but in his heart he knew she was right. Whoever heard of a fat magician!

Fortunately his alter ego, MrMagnifico, didn’t have to go on stage for another fortnight. He had a booking at The Legion – it was for a 60th birthday party. That was mostly the kind of booking they got lately.