He Said, "hi, Gorgeous," Which I Think

And A Secret Inward Voice In My Head Was Saying (in A Strange Breathy Voice...) Yes, Yessss, I Will Pop Round To The Blind Pig. I Will 'pop' Round Because Guess Who Lives At The Blind Pig? It Is Not A Blind Pig, It Is Alex.

Shakespeare Is Just Some Bloke Who Keeps Ranting "what Light Trough Yonder Window Breaks" Its The Moon For God Sakes!

How Do You Make Yourself Not Like Someone?

I Gave My Artistic Laugh And Also Threw In Some Quirky Language For Good Measure. "lawks-a-mercy, No! I'm Going To Have A Long Bath And..." I Looked Shyly Down. Which Is Pretty Impressive To Have Done Artistic Laugh, Quirky Language And Shyness All In The Space Of Ten Seconds.

Mr. Darcy Was In Pride And Prejudice And At First He Was All Snooty And Huffy; Then He Fell In A Lake And Came Out With His Shirt All Wet. And Then We All Loved Him. In A Swoony Way.