We’re just back in from watching The King’s Speech (meh) and now Katie’s taking a wee break before cheffing me up some chicken kievs. To say I’m excited would be an understatement – I’ve not tasted the molten-garlic-butter delights of a kiev for about a decade. Ditto for gammon with a pineapple ring on top. NOM.
My gorgeous girlfriend wears brilliant Underground Originals boots, a Lazy Oaf shirt covered in cats and Calzedonia tights for what has been a rather slobby Saturday. Long may the slobbiness continue.