An unexpected proposal…
Monday, February 16th, 2009Yesterday was without doubt not only the best Valentine’s Day I have ever had, but simply one of the best days I have ever had, and this smiley face looks nowhere near happy enough to represent how I feel now
It all got off to a rather exciting start when Babel arrived at my house with a beautiful bunch of flowers for me. That was certainly rather unexpected, as he isn’t exactly the romantic type, and if that had been my only present of the day I would have been more than content! I’ve just been downstairs admiring them and trying to take a decent photo, because the very tragic thing is that I’m going to Wigan tomorrow and much as I would like to take them with me, I don’t think I can
By the time I come home they’ll almost certainly be dead, so I needed a pictures to commemorate them!
Babel and I headed off to our favourite Harvester to have a spot of lunch. It was actually rather busy, but the time we had to wait for a table was hardly enough time for me to open all my presents! Babel had not only got me a very pretty card, but a whole bag full of gifts. I started to feel a bit bad that I had been completely unable to think of anything to get for him, instead having to rely on the assistance of his Amazon wishlist
I was too busy unwrapping to feel guilty for long though! I was rather perplexed when one of my first presents was a book by John Steinbeck, but it all became clear when I opened my next present and found a copy of the same book.. but in Czech
Methinks it will be a very long time indeed before I’m anywhere near good enough to be able to read it, but it will certainly help to give me motivation and I thought it was a really excellent idea. Babel’s right that when I was learning German, one of the things which helped me most reading novels
(more…)

It was two years ago this afternoon, on our way home from an Esperanto weekend at Barlaston, that we formally got together, although to be fair, the more I think about it, the more I think we’d been in denial for quite some time about the idea that we might actually want to go out with each other. Last night I was searching for an email from someone else whose name begins with T, and accidentally ended up flicking through a few of the emails which I had sent to Babel back in the days where I allegedly didn’t like him at all. I was quite shocked by how outrageous some of the flirting was, and how he actually used to say such nice things to me


