It’s the best kind to be.

November 5, 2009


I’ve always been a little clumsy, a little forgetful, a little prone to accidents…

A few months after I met Simon, he invited me back to Chesham to meet his family and friends.  We had Indian food and Chinese takeaways and went to see movies and hung out in the pub.

One night, as we sat in the King’s Arms, he asked me to hold his wallet, which I subsequently dropped, spilling his money and cards all over the dingy floor.  I sheepishly gathered them all up, muttering my apologies.  Later, a bartender chased us down the street with Simon’s credit card in hand.  I was horrified – I’d left it under my chair.  I looked at him apologetically.

“You’re a liability,” he said, with a little smile creeping across his perfect face.  “But you’re a lovely liability.”

5 responses to “It’s the best kind to be.”

  1. Helen says:

    Aaaaaah! You guys!

  2. Sabrina says:

    This is so stinkin’ cute. SO cute.

  3. Emily says:

    I wish I could send you a picture of the face I just made.

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