This post contains mush. Look away now if you can't be dealing with that today.
Thank you for looking after me yesterday. I'm sorry that because I was (horribly) hungover we didn't get to go out and explore London like we had planned to.
Thank you for popping out to sainsburys and treating me to chocolate and my favourite sweets; fizzy fangs, thank you for bringing me big pints of ice cold water all day and thank you for making sure that I regularly got kisses & cuddles from you and Goblin.
I promise this weekend I will make it up to you. We can do whatever you like, go explore wherever you like and eat whatever you want. I promise to bake some yummy treats and make endless cups of tea for you.
You really are my best friend and I don't know what I would do without you.
Thank you again.
p.s I promise never to drink pints of wine again on an empty stomach. Stupid idea Nicola. Stupid.