Easter Exploits

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Hello there,

Hope you all are doing well and have had a lovely Easter and an excellent Bank Holiday weekend. I m currently writing to you from the comfort of a cream love seat of Grandma Cheese's bungalow near Southend, Essex. I have come down with Mr. Cheese to spend a few days relaxing and enjoying what wonderful weather we have. Currently I have the boyfriend well trained and making dinner. Duck is on the menu tonight!

I have been up to a lot since we last spoke and thanks to all my hard work looking for work itself I have finally got a new job. After attending an interview at a carpet cleaning company last Friday and impressing the staff so much invited me back for a second stage interview.  So less than seventy-two hours after my initial contact with the company and I knew I had it pretty much in the bag. With a salary larger than what I was on at my last place of employment and a commute that isn't nearly as expensive or time-consuming I know I shall be much happier here. It also means that Miss Tweedle-Dee, Miss Tweedle-Dumb and I can have another hilarious holiday this summer. And so this time next week I shall be writing about my first day in my new job.

Other than having a horrendous case of influenza and being very poorly for the most part of the week I can now feel myself slowly getting better and better which is just as well given my love for a long weekend. Friday was spent entertaining my auntie and nanna from my mother's side of the family whilst desperately trying to keep my nine-year-old cousin preoccupied so he wouldn't spy all the goodies I have in my cupboards.  It was nice to have them over and even nicer that I could host them in what I still call my new flat despite being in my fourth month of residence there. I like how gobsmacked and astonished people are when they see it and all the wonderful gushing comments they make too, especially when its the side of the family that I have least contact with. After they had left with promises to catch up again soon I called the girls to invite them over disregarding the major flu I had. As night fell and Miss Tweedle-Dee and Miss Tweedle-Dumb got into their pyjamas I decided to take a turn for the worst. Joining Miss Tweedle-Dumb outside whilst she puffed away on a cigarette I could feel I wasn't right. My legs were woozy and my head was heavy. Before I knew it I had my head sandwiched between my two wheelie-bins throwing up the prawn crackers Miss Tweedle-Dee had just fed me. After that I was swiftly escorted back upstairs to my flat and tucked in bed only to spend the rest of the night in a cold sweat with a sore back and being serenaded by my two best friends with the soundtrack to Disneys Frozen.

Saturday I plodded round Bedford town centre with Miss Tweedle-Dee and Miss Tweedle-Dumb smelling candles we couldn't smell due to our cold's and trying desperately not to look too ill. Later that evening I went to visit Mr. Cheese and his family at their large house in the countryside surrounding Bedfordshire. I attempted food but struggled to handle a few mouthful's before calling it a day. Slipping into some less than attractive pyjamas back at my flat Saturday night I was sure that Mr. Cheese would not want to have sex with me and although the following morning he admitted to being up for it he had decided not to try it on as I was feeling poorly. Safe to say though that sex the following morning woke me up and has left my head with two large lumps just the right width matching the width between the spokes on my black, iron-framed bed.
I lacked appreciation for the slow Sunday that followed mine and Mr. Cheese's rampant morning cuddled between the sheets watching property programmes but nevertheless was a nice afternoon spent in the company of his family including Mr. Cheese's warm mother, entertaining father and boisterous younger brother's. Football yet again was on the box which in turn meant I was slightly neglected on the affection front but boyfriend soon made up for it when I was presented with my Easter bunny - A Reeses Peanut Butter Bunny no less! Not only was this but I was also gifted a large Yankee Candle that smelt of laundry and some very bright summery flowers all packaged in a colourful gift bag that I will no doubt use at a later date. I was spoilt by the family too with a huge white chocolate egg the size of my head. I have yet to bring these home to my flat as Mr. Cheese and I headed to Southend from the family home after dinner leaving my humongous egg and flowers behind. As a result I have taken the brave step of inviting Momma Cheese round to the flat to drop off my gifts and for coffee so I can gloat about my abode a little more this week.

Today though I have felt a lot better in terms of my influenza but maybe that has been helped by the fact that nostalgia aside, sex in a single bed is still as good as it was when I was eighteen! And yes that is the age when I lost my virginity! After a morning of nearly beating Mr. Cheese at golf in my first ever encounter with the sport we headed to the sea front for a wander and some much anticipated sea food delight's. I also met an old friend of Mr. Cheese's from his teenage years and so the three of us wasted our afternoon drinking Pimm's by the waters edge in a pub beer garden. Of course ice cream was consumed and a lovely sunny evening followed to where I am now on in the warmth of a cosy, old-fashioned lounge and as the rain gently patters on the windows I can sense that my lovingly prepared duck dinner is nearly ready.

'Til next time, Love A.Lou xx