Well danglings,
My transatlantic, baggage-handling love interest, John Smeaton, has been busy over the weekend.
As most of you know, he's recovering after "setting aboot" a suicidal Osama operative who set himself ablaze outside Glasgow Airport.
Anyway, I rang my lil Smeaty-cakes last night and asked him to tell me the story again.
"Well Peris doll, it was like I said at the time. If you chuck a can of Lynx onto a bonfire the flames come shooting out the top. It was like that."
Wow - hang the money, I'm paying for the banter, people!
Will keep you all updated on how plans for our wedding are going.
(Don't bother trying to muscle in on this one, Lindsay, 'kay? He's mine, ALL mine.)
Till next time...Perisxxx
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