I realise now that one of the biggest let downs known to mankind is not having any email.
This has come to me suddenly after checking my inbox and seeing a ridiculously oval 0.
Now to counter this anticlimactic start to my day, Will and Myself went for lunch (read: carrot cake and coffee) to relax a bit and enjoy a spot of culinary delight. (The fact that we had carrot cake is of some significance, but will be talked about later again...)
On the t.v in the corner there was some football (british, mind you) playing , and it struck me how much sports terminology is used in the area of love/lust.
Now this may be regional slang, I don't know, but anyhow :
"Batting" someone means rejecting their advances.
"Defending your wickets" - trying to stop a guy from getting into your pants.
"Playing the field" - being on the prowl for talent or having a few of them after you at one time.
Cricket terminology seems to be in favour then...
Oh and just as a sidenote about the carrot cake, it seems Will has the tendency to come up with the most insane innuendo , and the best part is that she doesnt notice it until the words leave her mouth:
(a) When she finished her slice, she promptly declared : " That carrot cake didnt satisfy me at all" (apparently it wasnt as good as it usually is)
(b) I left her the decoration of my slice, a tiny carrot made of icing. As I forked it over to her she said "I will now have this carrot. But first, I will suck on it."
Needless to say we were giggling like mad.
And this is 100% true, it happened 30 mins ago.
Gotta love that kid! :D
Anni 
