Saturday late afternoon Lee asks me how long it'd take me to ready myself to go out, I should wear something nice, a dress or a pretty top. He'd booked us a table at Tedfords. We feasted well and shared a bottle of wine, walked over to McHugh's for another drink before home.
Music night ensued at home.
We danced together to some cheesy Take That...Lee: "We're pretty shit at this aren't we, but I think that's because you dance kinda funny."