DHHe woke me up on our anniversary and said we were going into London for a nice breakfast.
I don't make any decisions before eating so this was a wise move. Then we went for a walk up Primrose Hill, stopping to buy a take-away cup of tea at the bottom of it.
Behind us, a Rastafarian bloke and his little dog were having a walk too.
When DH proposed, I was so excited I started doing star jumps. The dog decided to join in the kerfuffle and, when he spotted the drink, lost the plot altogether and bit DP on the leg.
Up slopes his owner who said: 'Don't worry. That dog just love tea.'
I should be doing stuff!!!!
Buckets, hope you feel better soon.
Can I confess that I totally ballsed up and put the wrong house number on Steaky's secret santa present . Twas defo my fault as I had to keep retyping the address as the website kept defaulting back to my credit card address and dd2 was clinging on.
If the post office don't have it Steaky, I will contact the company and sort it out pronto. So sorry again.