Tosser

It's a cheap shot admittedly, an unbelievably cheap shot but I just couldn't help myself, when a situation arises where I can get away with using such a word you can count on me to use it! Anyway, it's okay boys and girls no one and nothing has upset me, you still find me in a super relaxed frame of mind, and I don't use the word in its derogatory term. In fact I use the word to describe my baby, and no we've not fallen out or had an argument, far from it because my baby is with me again tonight - we've spent almost two weeks together, although that will soon end, tomorrow will find us apart as work once again gets in the way. Not that we complain, we've had a blissful two weeks together, we've been very fortunate, it's just been great.........

I use the word because it's pancake day and it brings back so many memories for the both of us - of our Mum's homemade pancakes, of the utter excitement having pancakes on pancake day brings - it's kind of strange when you think on it because you can have pancakes at anytime of the year for any occasion; but for some unknown reason they're reserved solely for pancake day. Maybe that's where all the excitement came from, who knows? But it's been many a year since I've had homemade pancakes, in the past I've always cheated and got the ready made ones from the supermarket and it's just not the same - the taste, the smell of them cooking and the whole spectacle, it's lost. I should have paid more attention as a child, I should have learnt from my Mum and figured out how to make my own pancakes; to recreate the magic of pancake day. I didn't but someone did.............

Now I absolutely love my baby to bits for everything he is but if there was ever a reason needed to love him even more, if that's at all possible, it's because he has the knowledge to make homemade pancakes. I kid you not, my baby paid attention when his Mum was in the kitchen - not only is he cute, loving, caring, kind, considerate, funny, a sex-god, an orgasm machine and a million and one other things but he can also cook pancakes from scratch - am I the most fortunate boyfriend in the World? Boys and girls I think the answer to that is YES! Oh my gosh, I was sat in the kitchen transfixed, watching my baby mixing all the ingredients into a smooth mixture, I think it was one of the few times I've been silent for so long whilst with my baby. He was chatting away and I was just sat there listening and watching him concentrate so intently; I guess I was overly quiet because he turned and asked if I was alright, hand on heart I never felt better - it was one of those moments, a moment of pure beauty encapsulated in the everyday, it was astonishingly beautiful.

As were the pancakes, they were absolutely gorgeous, I honestly had forgotten how good homemade pancakes were. They were that good that, if my memory serves correct, they were as good as my Mums, and I don't use that comparison lightly - they were as good as any I've tasted. What a taste sensation, after I took my first bite my baby asked if they were good, I literally could have cried - all his time, effort and attention that had gone into making them and he still wanted to make sure I was satisfied. Not only that but all those memories from childhood really did come flooding back - hot pancakes, sugar and lemon; I guess they're sense memories or something but it's strange how certain foods hold such memories. And as ever when my baby or I cook for each other, there were way too many; well there wasn't really I don't think either of us could tire from eating pancakes. But we had them for dessert - we had bacon and mushroom tagliatelle with garlic bread for tea and I made loads of that too, either one of them would have sufficed but to have both has made us more than a little full.

Whatever, we're now well and truly refuelled; and I'm sure any extra calories we may have incurred this evening will be put to good use and duly burnt off. Because whilst my baby and I are together pancakes are the only things he has to worry about tossing, everything else takes care of itself.........