ah the romance

On Thursday morning Significant Other suggested that he meet me after work that evening and we would have "date night" - nice dinner at a romantic restaurant with candles and wine and then splurge on a taxi home. I thought it was a lovely idea and wore a nice outfit to work and even - and this shows you how excited I was - found my make-up! I kid you not; lipstick, mascara, eyeshadow - the whole works.

At 5.00 I got a text to say that he didn't fancy coming all the way into town and could we meet somewhere close to home instead. Fair enough, it was pouring down rain and I understood not wanting to make the journey, so I was a bit disappointed but fine with exchanging the romantic meal for pub grub. And I was fine when he arrived at our local wearing a t-shirt with a huge coffee stain on the front (even though he'd had the 90 minutes it took me to get there from work to change).

I was even fine when he handed me an Easter egg bought in the local pound shop (although I had given him an handmade, organic chocolate one, bought at great expense) because that was the first Easter egg he's given me.

But I have to admit, I rather ran out of "fine" when he spent almost the entire meal talking about one of his ex-girlfriends, only stopping when I had objected for the second time.

I think that Romance, never a frequent visitor to the Illanare household at the best of times, may have taken off for her Gap year travels and is currently in a backpacker's hostel in Koh Samui...