Sun 1st Jan 2012
11:13am- Hate hangovers. Can't remember anything that happened after last diary entry. Stupid alcohol. V. glad actually woke up in own bed. Not sure how got here though.
11:28am- Got brought breakfast in bed. Being married is brilliant.
"It's lucky you're only skin and bones," Looked up from scrambled egg, not sure where he was going. "You were out like a light, I had to carry you. I did find a replacement woman for my midnight kiss; she was a hell of a lot better than you,"
"Damn, I thought we'd last at least a year until divorce papers were needed,"
"Really? I was expecting to have gotten rid of you a few weeks after the honeymoon."
Enjoy morning conversations v. much. Also, now have picture in mind of Harry carrying me like Prince Charming, all dressed up in sexy Mad Men suit. Will ask to do it again now I'm conscious.