For readers who are remotely interested my relationship with Nick is going from strength to strength. Today he took the day off work and accompanied me to the Film Museum which is situated in London's County Hall. It was a good day out, especially as we had a 2for1 ticket, which saved us the princely sum of £13.50 - gawd, I'm starting to sound like Margaret now aren't I? The history of film is always interesting and Nick's offered to bring around his Charlie Chaplin collection for me to enjoy.
We wandered around the South Bank hand in hand, which wasn't easy to do as there were an awful lot of tourists milling about. In my fevered youth I used to think that relationships were puncuated by iron beds, sex, nice coffee and book fayres - sadly I was mis-informed but it's sometimes nice to dream. We had lunch in gourmet pizza, a place I'd previously visited with an ex-boyfriend who bored me to death about telephones, but it wasn't the case today, Nick was on wonderfully witty form.
I don't think I've ever described Nick in detail - i.e. what he does, what he looks like, where does he live etc? Well he's about six foot tall, he sports a full head of thick, dark hair, has faded blue eyes and a cheeky grin. Clothes wise he likes to wear patterned/flowery shirts, Levi's 501s, suede desert boots and cord jackets. At work he wears a suit but I can tell that he's not a natural fan of formal outfits.
He's a civil servant, a Grade 7 to be precise, a position he reached after spending a few years in Department's ADP fast-track scheme. He's laid back, intelligent with a wicked sense of humour. He's currently living in a Victorian conversion flat situated in London's Wood Green, a surburb he could afford after splitting from his wife back in 2005.
Right, that's about it for now, I'd better stop typing and fix myself something to eat.
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