So, boyfriend. Which is why I've been quiet for a few weeks. Partly cos I didn't want to say anything to jinx it, and partly cos... well, the number of opportunities for truly disastrous temporary cupboard husbands decreases rapidly when you're dating the same man.
Don't worry, though. Given my track record I'll find some truly appalling way to torpedo it by Tuesday. I bloody hope not, however.
Worrying fact: The cat likes him. This means they're probably conspiring together already.
Anyway, back tomorrow with more silly stories.
Sparkling Cyanide (1945)
1 year ago