I've just got to get it out.
What a blasted morning I've had.
Henry was twittering about his sleeplessness, his biker hair, the other Queen, armed robbery and my 'heavenly' trifle.
And then as I was fishing out two blackened bananas from his watery fridge he asked for my hand in marriage.
'Already taken' I chirped
'Bugger' cried Henry
Thank God I'm off tomorrow.
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