Hotter than a Soho sauna

09Sep10

Saturday 29^{th August 11.50pm}

Am exhausted but in a good way. Tonight was a total success. Well, as much of a success as I could have hoped for. The food was delicious (if I may say so myself), the wine was flowing, as was the conversation. Ana was a bit clipped to start off with but Benji soon softened her up by waxing lyrical about the wedding and Carlos and Benji got on like a house on fire, as if they already knew each other. In fact Carlos has offered to be Benji’s personal trainer (not that Benji really needs one because he’s really rather fit anyway) and I was thinking of joining them, though Carlos thinks It’ll be the “wrong kind of training for my needs”, whatever that means. I think it’ll be good though, for Benji to befriend my friends, and Carlos and he are weirdly similar. For example it got really stuffy in the flat what with six adults, lots of cooking and gallons of red wine so I exclaimed “Oooh it’s hotter than a Soho sauna in here”, to which Benji and Carlos responded, in unison, “there aren’t any saunas in Soho.” Funny no? Well I thought it was, kind of. Ana raised her eyebrow at me and Jonny looked a little awkward but I think they were just cracking a joke. It’s nice. All friends together. And besides we all know that Benji used to be gay, so what harm does the occasional gay comment make hey? I’m secure enough in our love for each other that I can take it. And we really do love each other. Really we do.