WWOOOOOOOOOOOOOWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
'Tis I. Back again. After two healthy lashings of blessed Benders, a whole load of grub and a nice rest later. I was wrapped earlier on this week for my swishing off home early to watch it and I found myself writhing around like a butterfly in a box trying to explain why, being a non "tv" person - (I only really watch footy) - on earth I like such miserable sh**e. Four minutes into defending myself I came to the conclusion that it's simply because Eastenders is fabulous. There is a little soft spot I have for that programme that never really goes away. I've watched it since I was a kid when EVERYBODY I knew watched it. Eastenders was a staple part of your diet growing up.
Anyway. Today's two episodes were fabulous. Stacey and Max eh - excellent stuff. Rather exciting I say. You would. RAther worrying as I may already sound, the death of Pauline Fowler lying in the fake snow covered park square topped it all off nicely. Fantastic.
I also spent a fair bit of yesterday and the best part of to weeks explaining myself to a number of worried friends, desperate for me not to spend the day alone. As sweet and Lovely and kind as that was, I have had a really wonderful few days including a visit from a dear old friend. I've had my fair share of lonely and dodgy Christmas encounters but - I am a big girl now. I aint 'alf grown up alot over the last year and am finally feeling snug as a bug in a rug - and am far from alone. Beautiful Bengali Princess snuggled up against my bosom, Marylin Monroe purring at me from my screen and I feel just fine.
Anyway. Today's two episodes were fabulous. Stacey and Max eh - excellent stuff. Rather exciting I say. You would. RAther worrying as I may already sound, the death of Pauline Fowler lying in the fake snow covered park square topped it all off nicely. Fantastic.
I also spent a fair bit of yesterday and the best part of to weeks explaining myself to a number of worried friends, desperate for me not to spend the day alone. As sweet and Lovely and kind as that was, I have had a really wonderful few days including a visit from a dear old friend. I've had my fair share of lonely and dodgy Christmas encounters but - I am a big girl now. I aint 'alf grown up alot over the last year and am finally feeling snug as a bug in a rug - and am far from alone. Beautiful Bengali Princess snuggled up against my bosom, Marylin Monroe purring at me from my screen and I feel just fine.
And thankyou dear Mr Avenell for your sweetest of comments below. You are a star.
Enough now my bed is calling and it's getting too loud to ignore. Soooooon me Lovelies.
XXXX
