Saturday 20th October 2007.

Saw him in the evening and he was acting really strangely. I went shopping in the afternoon with the girls and I did turn up a bit late so thought it might be that.

The bar was really crowded and loud so I suggested we go somewhere quieter to talk. He was still very subdued and distracted so I suggested we go somewhere nice to eat.

All through dinner he just didn’t seem himself; he hardly laughed, and didn’t seem to be paying any attention to me or to what I was saying. I
just knew that something was wrong.

He dropped me back home and I wondered if he was going to come in; he hesitated, but followed. I asked him again if there was something the
matter but he just half shook his head and turned the television on.

After about 10 minutes of silence, I said I was going upstairs to bed.

I put my arms around him and told him that I loved him deeply. He just gave a sigh, and a sad sort of smile. He didn’t follow me up, but later he did, and I was surprised when we made love. He still seemed distant and a bit cold, and I started to think that he was going to leave me, and that he had found someone else…

I cried myself to sleep.

Saturday 20th October 2007.
England lost to South Africa. Gutted. Got a shag though.


So accurate!

Have to say that the trashing of SA by the Barbarians more than made up for it!

Jonny were there any mince pies left this morning?

hey jonny wherew the get out of trouible cause at the end…its only a joke… good one…your jokes crack me up…

Hahaha! About right!

Wotcha Kev, welcome to LB :slight_smile:

There were a few left thanx buddy!