miranda - i think i know what you mean. have a fab day.
Im going to make no appolgies for this next post. Its going to be swooney and lovely and, well, ive/ we are mostly posting about how crap men are, and this makes a change, so im just going to bask in the glow of it. Besides i havent old anyone else about mr lovely yet... but i need to talk about it, because he was fab last night.
Soon as i got in the pub i was pounced on by a group of men. Literally, I handled myself ok, just. Mr lovely was watching, he wsa doing sound check so colnt come rescue me, and the men were being dicks really. But soon as he could he jumped off stage, came and put his arm round me, kissed me and asked me if the men were bothering me and if i wanted him to tell them to leave me alone. So sweet. He introduced me to all his band, friends, work collegues which was nice. And While everyone is all chatting hes standing next to me with his arm round me, or on the small of my back, just being all feely and nice. He told me i looked amazing etc... etc... kissed me and then went back on stage. um, yeah. He is AMAZING on stage. properly. There was someone from the local press who we were talking to and was like ' mr lovely is such a rock god' and really, he is. The pub was pumped, totally full, people dancing and singing, arms in the air, aging rockers doing status quo like dancing. And there were fans, people that travel round to see them, in paticular this groupd of women ( who i sort of knew about from bosses husband) anyway, they, and people picked up on the looks, winks, guitar pointing and song dedication.... then of course the set break, which was greta. no sex, pub was too busy, but just lots of hand holding and stroking and cuddling and whispered things in ears and kisses at the bar. Then all the fans sort of bombarded me to try and find out stuff, and who i was and what i was doing... and god, the women!!! talk about daggers, though some were trying to impress me with their ' band knowledge' of which i knew nothing, but i supose they assumed i did, i didnt give the game away. But then they were asking if i ws going to be at the next gig, and what mr lovely was doing next and how can they be in contact with him etc... etc....
End of the gig and we hung out a bit, having had sex with our eyes, we were both kinda desperate, so decided to load my car up with kit, go back to mine for the night and then id drop him home in the morning. But then he lost his ear piece, £350 woth, sowe spent an hour or so looking for that in the dark, didnt find it. It was 1:15 then, he wanted to go back at 8am to look in the light, i cant, ive got to leave soon and need to sort the house out for my friends visit. So i decided to take him home instead. And we snogged in the car like teenagers. I helped him unload his kit, which he was amazed at ( yay for strong muscles) and then we organised doing something sunday ( yes, 5 dates in 7 days)He tahnked me for coming, told it it meant lots and he hoped i had enjpyed it...
And when i got home i had a text that said ' thank you for being so remarkable, you rock, lots'
SWOON!!!!!!!