So I have spent my sunday as follows -
Got up at about 9am, cooked breakfast for Me and Emily
Emily fancied going for a walk and I thought OK, I can start to wear my boots in, so we walked around Wandsworth Common, which was nice.
Got back, and I cooked a rather spectacular roast lamb, which Emily enjoyed.
I think that I've done a pretty good job of being the model boyfriend (fiance!) don't you?
THEN WHY THE F!@K AM I BEING SUBJECTED TO DANCING ON F!@CKING ICE?!?!?!?!