Where It All Began

My Dear Fellow,

Yesterday was our 9th anniversary and I really should have posted this then, but I was tired and a little hungover so instead you got a picture of Jasper.

But here it is today, where it all began. My first date with Er Indoors was at the Cafe Royal. We got ridiculously drunk on alcopops (Bacardi Breezers and Smirnoff Ice, as I recall). And the next thing I knew there was a Kiwi in the flat.

What you may not know as that I really didn't think she was into me. I remember telling someone I'd met this really cool Kiwi chick and I thought we'd be great friends and drinking buddies but it wasn't going to go anywhere. She was hiding her feelings under a bushel, but thank goodness the bushel got turfed after a couple of weeks.

Of course we are still great friends. But I can't help but wonder what would have happened if I'd never found out that she did actually like me. Would we be drinking buddies still? Wondering what might have happened?

Thank goodness for Bacardi Breezers. That's all I can say.

El P.