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If you are single, and you survived it!

Well done you, you are a trooper:-)

I was on holiday this week, so it’s been a week of proposal writing.

(I am almost finished!!!)

I took the day off on Wednesday to go and help Richard buy more plants for his little balcony garden

(That if you recall, I massacred.)

I would like to say that I went with him out of the goodness of my heart but he promised to buy me coffee and cake afterwards, so I was in.

PS We had a talk about the ducks.

Richard reminded me that I showed him that duck video the day that he moved in so he bought them to commemorate our one-year-flatemate anniversary which was on the 30th of January!

(To be exact!)

Bless, he is the sweetest.

(Thank you, Richard, my cake was AWESOME and I am very grateful I spent part of Valentine’s day

WITH BONIFIED REAL MAN! 😉

In the evening my other flatmate Teresa cooked dinner for my friend Marisol and me.

Random Information: When I first met Marisol she didn’t speak a word of English.

It’s funny how you just meet some people and even though you don’t speak the same language,

you just click.

(It’s like this heart connection.)

Marisol is this bundle of smiley joy and love.

She is still quite young, she turned 24 this week and has no family over here so I feel quite motherly and protective of her.

(If I had a daughter I’d want her to be exactly like her)

Most of our communication is done through Google Translate…which is hilarious in itself, especially when it doesn’t work properly.

Marisol has started English lessons and she is getting better at understanding.

I look forward to the day we can chat without good old google.

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And then finally.

The news of the hour!

Are you ready????

(It’s going to be suuuuuuuuuper exciting I tell you!)

I have

for the last 5 months

been living

with

a

closeted gourmet chef!

(Who is finally out of hiding)

Teresa is THE most AMAZING

cook ever!

I am gushing, I know….but I seriously had no idea that food could be so

……um

fucking delicious?

This is

I feel like I’ve died,

and been reborn a ‘foodie’

(Look I have even started taking pictures of my food!)

I mean I hate people that take pictures of their food….

I do!!!

I even wrote a blog post, (See a Man about a Dog)

about how much I hate people

who take pictures of their food.

(I hate to say it but those two stupid American men might have had a point.)

The best thing is that now that Teresa has awakened her inner ‘Jamie Oliver’ she can’t stop cooking me food.

(Yes, I got another meal last night)

At this rate, I am going to have to start paying her to feed me.

The possession is finally over.

(Thank God)

My life once again has meaning and purpose – long may it last.