Everyone needs a Tobes

I have been neglecting my blog of late because I got fed up of it over the holidays. Sorry to the five people who read it!

Anyway. I have been saying (to myself) recently that everyone needs a Tobes. He is a good one. Just in general. He's a cheerer-upper and a sorter outer.

And then last night he was a good one in more specific terms.

1. He texted me to make sure I came home from work on time
2. When I got home, there was a HUGE bouquet of flowers for me. From my favourite flower shop. I've never had a proper bouquet before, I don't think.
3. We went to have a curry at my favourite Indian restaurant (the New Ash Green one, if you want to know. The naan breads are objects of beauty).
4. Then he gave me an iced Chelsea bun.
5. Then we went to see Borat. Which I did want to see, before you ask. Very funny apart from some disgusting nudity.

Anyway. He is lovely. Despite (some) appearances!

Photos coming soon.