Eleven years ago I meet the love of my life in the corner of a teeny tiny pub in Oxford. I was prepared to meet the love of my life that night, in fact all I wanted to do was get a takeaway and sit on the the sofa and slob out. I can never resist the call of distress so I slogged over to Oxford from Stanstead airport and had a great night and me the most wonderful man, who has enhanced my life greatly. Stuart (yes I know I’m using his real name) is a kind, funny and lovely guy with piercing green eyes and a warm and tender smile he is the greatestan I have ever met.
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