Oh, for goodness' sake.
Honestly, can't take S anywhere. Thoroughly embarrassed Darren in front of everyone, which was interesting to watch from the outside, although I think he could have been a little less harsh to the poor man. Not really cross though, I was under no illusions about the lasting power of that relationship.
Here's the thing, you see. I liked Darren, he was nice and he treated me like a lady. But he wasn't for me. There was nothing else there except vague mutual affection and a equally vague desire not to die alone. I wanted to see if he fit in with the boys as a sort of 'Is it worth going on', but he really didn't. And challenging S to 'deduce me' is sort of asking for trouble at the best of times. If nothing else, I can't really see any man lasting if he doesn't get on with my guys, so I suppose it's for the best.
Also he didn't get why you would spend so much time building a giant tortoise in Minecraft.
Anyway, after Darren left I had a lovely evening. The new place is great, John, you must be so pleased. I give those nice white tiles about five minutes though. And Mike? Never change. I will treasure the image of you on the sofa forever.
I guess in the morning I'll have to explain things to Holly, but hopefully she won't mind too much.
Next week the glazier's coming to put in a catdoor. I already took advantage of the neighbours being away to put a plank from the bottom of the fire-escape to the ground, so His Nibs can get up and down. Hopefully they won't notice/mind, the bins are on the other side of the escape, so they shouldn't even see it.
Here's the thing, you see. I liked Darren, he was nice and he treated me like a lady. But he wasn't for me. There was nothing else there except vague mutual affection and a equally vague desire not to die alone. I wanted to see if he fit in with the boys as a sort of 'Is it worth going on', but he really didn't. And challenging S to 'deduce me' is sort of asking for trouble at the best of times. If nothing else, I can't really see any man lasting if he doesn't get on with my guys, so I suppose it's for the best.
Also he didn't get why you would spend so much time building a giant tortoise in Minecraft.
Anyway, after Darren left I had a lovely evening. The new place is great, John, you must be so pleased. I give those nice white tiles about five minutes though. And Mike? Never change. I will treasure the image of you on the sofa forever.
I guess in the morning I'll have to explain things to Holly, but hopefully she won't mind too much.
Next week the glazier's coming to put in a catdoor. I already took advantage of the neighbours being away to put a plank from the bottom of the fire-escape to the ground, so His Nibs can get up and down. Hopefully they won't notice/mind, the bins are on the other side of the escape, so they shouldn't even see it.