Haven’t felt like writing for ages. But today I finally got the urge. I think it’s because I’ve settled into my new routine. Well, almost – some things still need getting used to. Still find it hard to believe that I live here, for a start. Sometimes I have to pinch myself. Actually, I almost did when Robbie told me he didn’t want me to leave. “I know I said you should stay for a few days, till you sorted your head out about your parents,” he said, “but I know I want to be with you. So what’s the point in you looking for a flat?” There was no way I was going to live under the same roof as Mum. Not after she’d said she wanted to be with Alan. So I’d been searching for accommodation in my local papers and, I admit, cringing at what I could afford to rent on my crappy wages. Still, I had my pride. “That way there’s no pressure on you,” I told Robbie. “I don’t want you to feel like you HAVE to put me up.” He ran his finger along my eyebrows and said, “That’s exactly why I like you, princess.
What do You think about Pride And Premiership (2011)?
