Seb is looking for a film for us to watch on the Internet. Am sleepy. Have just achieved a very nice Mexican lunch at a nearby restaurant (photo attached). Also: the Marks and Spencer here has the new flared jeans that were sold out in my local one and online. They are lovely and just […]
Things I love about Seb: 1. He’s always appreciative of any effort I make. He pronounced the Mexican Feast “wonderful”. 2. He’s easy to please – see above, and notices what I’m wearing etc. 3. He’s happy just to lie in the nest watching hours and hours of television. 4. He is completely beautiful – […]
“I’m so terribly, terribly sorry,” Seb says, his gaze sheepish as he drags a huge bag through the front door of the flat. He may well have a body in there: it’s that huge. “You’re here now,” I say, wrapping my arms around him, inhaling his musty woodland scent of clothes-he-walks-the-dogs-in. There’s toothpaste in there, […]
Waiting for Seb. He calls: “I’m terribly sorry,” he says. “My TomTom lost its signal and I seem to be near Croydon and…” “OK, so what time do you think you’ll be here,” I say. Looking at my watch, I see that it’s two o’clock, the time that he was meant to arrive. “Well the […]
“Is your surname Jacobs? Because you’re a real cracker!” the Tinder message flashes up. It’s from a new Bright Young Thing, aged 25. “Thank you. That made me smile, you cutie,” I reply. It does seem to have been busy overnight on my Tinder. There are many new messages this morning. Supposedly Sunday is Tinder […]
“Hey you. Sorry about my absence. Work is quite crazy, how are you? All good? Hear from you tonight.” This Tango message from the Iceman flashes across my screen at 5.13pm as I’m cutting up vegetables for the Mexican feast I’m making for Lily and her husband. The Iceman has been out of contact since […]
Scars, Tears and Training Bras 