Save Tonight…

Well, though many of you seem to have gotten the general gist of what is going on in my life, I will elusidate further.

I and Kate, of Capulet fame, are now an item. By which I don’t mean we are a toaster, or a beautifully made elephant statuette made from real tusk, but we are boyfriend and girlfriend… though that sounds very teenage…

But yes, her visit this last weekend saw us finally closer after many flirtacious text and phone conversations, and we decided to try and give it a go. I say try, but I’m sure we will succeed. She is amazing and I’m just bloody stubborn…

The weekend started with me meeting her at the station, hugging her in a very sedate manner and walking her to my house. She then decided to go straight to the pub, where I got far too drunk and tried to kiss her in a kebab shop- I’m a man of rare class after all… We then walked home, I sobered up and then we kissed properly… AAARRGH!!!

The next day we woke up with stinking hang overs, kissed, went to the shop for cherry pie, smoothies and chocolate, kissed, went home, kissed, ate, kissed… you get the picture. I can’t leave her alone… I’m such a sad case, bless my cardboard socks… It was that evening that we decided how things should be, and I giggled in such a childish manner that I was horrified in my self, and would have flagellated had the word not sounded so foul… She also gave me a massage which made me melt, and simultaneously smell of mango cream stuff (like a solero…). God she’s attractive.. AAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

The next day, our last full one together, began with us strolling into town with Kate on my arm- I felt so sickeningly proud being seen with her- all those envious strangers going- "’Ow’s that ugly git managed that???". God I sound smug. Though I am. HA! We went for tea on the pier (I’m so sickeningly English), and I took her to see my work and Nicky and Martin (who, incidentaly, loved her…) and then I took her out for a meal, a bottle of wine and a wrestling match over who paid for it all… I won naturally due to the fact I’d have got stroppy otherwise. That and the fact I’d got more money than her and wouldn’t stop whining. We went home and we kissed and hugged all the way. That Night I couldn’t get the song Save Tonight from my head… I was dreading her leaving. But there is so much there…. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!

I can’t put what I want to say into words. They all sound so unlovely to describe something so beautiful. I’m sounding gushy, giggly and high, which in some ways I am, but there is no other way to express what is on my mind.

Kate is quite simply an awe inspiring, beautiful, intelligent, amazing person. I don’t know what she sees in me, but I’m so glad she sees it, and so proud and honoured to be seen with her that it makes my head explode and my swonnicles rotate.

I’m sorry to have dished all this goo out at you all, but it is my diary, and you all bothered to foolishly read through it all, so a plague on both your houses. Yes, the one in the Swiss Alps too.

Tom

XXX