Anyone for a Cock Monsieur?

Well I did it. I took your advice and here I am back from Paris and maybe a litle bit in Love. Yes thats right. You heard me. L. O. V. E. And its all of your faults for making me go.
If you could have a kind of pregnancy test for how you feel about someone I would say there is definitely a faint blue line there. Its not a full on POSITIVE , CONGRATULATIONS YOU'RE HAVING A BABY line, more a....lets give it a few more days before we tell anyone line, but I have a blog to write and people who have been through the highs and the lows with me for the last six months (ie you guys!!) and I wanted to share the news with you first.

So what happened? I hear you ask. What changed you from being a pathetic, snivelling, ungrateful, fearful fool to an all embracing , open hearted Juliet?

And the answer is: I don't really know.

All I know is that he met me at St Pancras station on Friday evening of last week with a bottle of Veuve- (Nice touch Suity) which we shared on the three hour Eurostar journey, me gabbling ten to the dozen about how my week had been which felt nice to do with someone other than Fellow Actress who usually makes me feel suicidal , then once we reached Gare du Nord he totally took over the show, hailing us a cab in fluent French, which then took us to this really cool hotel called Hotel Costes where we had some lovely French Red wine and steak frites and then we partied at some club called Bains Douches until about 6am and then stayed up for  breakfast in this bustling little Bistro off the Champs Elyees, drinking Cafe au Laits and eating Croque Madames (which are the female version of Croque Monsieurs because they have ovaries) whilst kind of looking at each other quite alot and laughing because we both just knew what was going on here. And then that Bridget Bardot song came on "Je t'aime...moi non plus" and he blushed and I think I did too because I felt really hot in my face.
And then we went back to the hotel and slept and woke up and went shopping to the Galeries Lafayette and went for lunch in some gorgeous, quaint little restaurant on the Isle St Louis where he presented me with the most beautiful purse ( which I had remarked upon earlier in the department store so he must have bought it whilst I was in the bathroom!!) and I actually felt like the luckiest girl in the world. Not least because on top of all that he has the most MASSIVE.......

oh shit, Fellow Actress is calling and I want to break the news to her, I shall continue from where I left off in my next post ....a bientot mes amis.. xxxxx

:)