They say absence makes the heart grow fonder.
It's not always true.
For example, because I am not seeing much of this man these days, this man is rapidly replacing him as my trigger for a slightly increased heart rate and general object of my affection.
And his team played great football against Liverpool this afternoon. Although that goal from Torres was class I have to admit.
But as a general rule, I do think absence does make the heart grow fonder.
Why else would my lover and I be celebrating the return of the Premiership season with a football fest?
The morning spent gardening, listening to the buildup on the radio. The early afternoon spent listening to the Arse just about manage to beat WBA, then the Foxes only manage an unlucky draw. And late afternoon at the pub with half a Fosters and a bag of Mini Cheddars watching the Sunderland/Liverpool battle.
And there is still MOTD to come.
What a great day.
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