Twas the night before Christmas and in true Borchard Tradition it was time to go to the folks for an Indian meal. I am not sure if it my intolerence that lowers or what, but I got to 2 Mansion House and there were Samantha's kids to deal with, Grace and Alex. Then there was the fact that my uncle doesnt like Little Britain. Well what do you expect from a daily mail reader. I feel like I am being pushed away from my own family. Will I let this stop me? No. It was a really bizare situation. Only my cousin Samantha knows about Dusan. Its almost like going in to the closet again. I feel like I am not allowed to mention or say anything about my sexuality and let alone the fact that my Fiance will be back in a few weeks time. See, if I was Straight it would be all above board. Hey Ho.
So I have come home, slightly fluffy to say the least, well enjoy the free wine I say.
Also earlier while delivering cards Dusan caught me on the mobile and we chatted for ages. I love him so much. It feels like torture him not being here right now. Hey Ho Next year will be different. There will be both of us and I just know they will love him.
So the night before Christmas, watching Torchwood and rather fluffy. Merry Christmas everybody. May your Christmas be happy and Gay and god bless us all, everyone. x
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