Thank God

02 Feb 2007

Thank god Martin and Sonia have left Eastenders. I was beginning to feel suicidal.
Anyway. 'Apparently,' whenever I write blogs and mention Rachael, I take the piss and make it sound as if we're not suited and our forthcoming marriage will be a disaster. So, perhaps now it's time to redress the balance, as I lie on the sofa attempting to be oblivious to the trash on BBC2 about homegrowing vegetables. I've just had a large glass of wine, so forgive me if this blog is a little gushing or rambling, or oozing plain bullshit.

Despite the fact I stuffed my face with an extremely messy garlic and mayo burger at the Gourmet Burger Kitchen in Chiswick this lunchtime, I returned home after a frankly testing day to a lovely smell eminating from the oven. I later discovered, after sitting through Hollyoaks, that it was a chicken breast stuffed with cream cheese and sundried tomatoes, wrapped in parma ham, with asparagus. Simple, but damn effective. And you people wonder why I don't go out much?

I suspect next week is going to be quite trying, so wish me luck. But, if I've got one person on my side, and ready with a smile and a genuine hug whenever I need it, then it can't all be that bad, and thank god.