I have had a great weekend. Stayed at the Manc's for the whole weekend and we haven't got bored of each other yet.
Friday we went out with his work mates, some of whome are also my mates, so that was good. Went for Tapas and drinks. A lot of drinks.
Saturday, went went into town, I got my hair done and on my way back to meet him I bumped into my parents, who were a bit miffed I was 'home' for the weekend but hadn't went to see them. It was only because I didn't want to lie about staying at Manc's, as they have a real issue with the whole staying at lad's houses thing, even though I'm 25 and don't live with them anymore. So as I did see them and as they did ask, I told them I was on my way to meet Manc and staying at his. They didn't say much - probably because we were stood in the middle of the street - but I know my Dad will have been going on to my Mam about it all day once I'd gone.
Anyway, Manc treated me to lunch, and we went back to his. Made pizza together for tea, made the dough and everything. It's nice doing things like that together, it's fun. Had a lazy night in with a film and bottle of wine.
Yesterday was the best day though. We went to the zoo! It's a little zoo, but was still really good. I love the zoo, I'm like a big kid.
I let some ducks eat off my hand, which is a big thing for me as I'm pretty scared of anything that can fly at me. Or has a beak. I also fed a penguin, but it wouldn't come close enough so I just threw the fish and it hit it on the back. Was quite funny. In a non-animal cruelty way of course. Manc bought me a little giraffe toy. How cute.
Stayed at his last night but had to set off about quarter past 7, got home for ten to 9 just to quickly change into work clothes and of course was a little late to work but no more than any other day! He made my lunch for me again to take to work too.
It really has been just a great weekend, getting to spend time with him.
And no psycho ex and her mother, or nosey neighbours this weekend!

