yes a gift for the ex is a little strange. But then it's a complicated scenario which would take five blogs alone to fill, so I'm just going to leave it at: I'm really getting the better deal in this situation. I'll leave it at that.
It's Thursday already. My god that is awesome. Got a party to go to tomorrow which I am excited about simply because they are a whole bunch of English out of secondment in Johannesburg. They are so funny, so wonderfully Pommy and so freaking dry, that I would consider moving to England if I knew that I'd have neighbours like them. And with posh names like 'Rupert' and 'Gordon,' and 'Bartholomew' and 'Octavius' you just want to say their names without laughing out loud by the sheer obscurity. I wish more people called their children Rupert in South Africa. It's positively darling.
Crumbs I have to go to a dinner party tonight with a decidely boring set of people (with normal common names that don't roll off the tongue). I'd much rather be out having wold passionate sex with Ashton Kutcher...or a lookalike I know really well. Sigh.