When we moved into our new home, the first one we owned rather than rented, two of my husband's friends gave him a bottle of champagne.

In the hustle and bustle of getting settled, the gift was tucked away and temporarily forgotten.

Three months later we held a Christening party for our third child.

Champagne flowed in celebration until, running short, we remembered our housewarming gift.

In front of our guests, I opened the attached card and read it aloud, "Donald, take good care of this one, it's yours!"