Hiding

09Sep10

Sunday 16th August 8pm
All I seem to have done today is hide. Had to hide the fact I had been crying from Benji first thing, insisting that my eyes were puffy due to a lack of sleep. Then I was trying to hide from Fergus as he seemed to spend much of the morning going in and out of the flat meaning I had to strategically plan my sojourns into the hallway. Then I was screening my calls from Ana and Jonny but also trying to hide the fact that I was screening them from Benji as I didn’t want him to know that my friends weren’t 100% behind us being back together. In the end I decided the easiest thing to do was to switch my phone off and leave the flat so we went shopping in Brent Cross (I got spoilt rotten, though we mainly bought lingerie so I guess we were both spoiled), then we went and had Sunday lunch in this wonderful pub near Golders Green which is always full of dinkies and celebrities and then wandered up to the Heath for a balmy evening walk. Though I am now hiding again as Benji doesn’t know I keep a diary and I’m not entirely sure he’d approve. Nor would I want him to be tempted to read it as that could just be dangerous. So I’m scrawling in it quickly whilst I have a bath and Benji is cooking some supper. Other than all of the espionage (which is surprisingly exhausting) I am so happy though. Really happy. And almost ready to face my friends. Almost.