
Mr French Fancy is in England for 10 days or so and it is a long time since we have been separated. One gets so used to having someone sharing a space that it comes as a bit of a shock to suddenly find yourself with so much more of an area to roam around in. There are a few advantages - I suppose so anyway (trying to think of them takes a bit of doing though).
We met 11 years ago this month- well,actually, we didn't exactly meet. Ours was an internet friendship that then turned into a cyber romance (I know, you've immediately started thinking about that Second Life couple, haven't you) and, when we finally met in real life about two months after chatting all the time online, we realised that life would be better for both of us if we became An Item.
He is as perfect for me as anybody could be and I have to say that we have a lovely life together. I sometimes feel a bit guilty that I don't really have any worries, but I have had my share in the past so I've done my time.
That cliché about having to kiss a lot of frogs - I don't know about that. I'd been engaged four times (and in fact got engaged a few weeks after we met, had a ceremony booked at Kensington Roof Gardens but we decided to cancel it in the end) but somehow it never felt like the right person and I suppose I was so young and silly that it was always the idea of the marriage that was appealing. The second time, the wedding was called off with just nine days to go so that was a Bit Of A Situation really. I always gave engagement rings and presents back though - I was fair.