We woke up quite early, about 9 O’clock ish, “Happy Valentines Day”…. big smiles…

knowing our breakfast was coming at about 10 we had an hour to kill…

I flicked the telly on and we watched some American Idol, it got to about quarter to and we were getting very hungry, so i went to look down the corridor and see if the damn food was actually on its way… it wasn’t.. boo!

Still fresh from the bottle we decided to sip some more Champagne, kept fizzy by placing a tea spoon into it over night (thanks for the tip baby), that was the life, Champagne for breakfast!

I reached over and gave Fran her Valentines day card, I’m sure she saw a sneak peak in the car yesterday but it was still a surprise, her face lit up like an x mas tree and I knew today was going to be another fantastic day.

I eagerly awaiting my card and it came, and made me soo happy. Along with a nice silk pair of boxers which i have been informed that we are sharing… an elephant (our cryptic animal) teddy and a lovely earring! Thank you baby.

It wasn’t  over yet, i lent over to reveal in the draw next to Frans bed a pink plush teddy and more champagne and chocs

10:00 and still no foodings, I considering calling down to reception (im very impatient -lol) but after 15 mins later with a minute to spare there comes a knock at the door. I was expecting a few plates with our breakfast but instead it turned out to be a whole tray big enough for 5 breakfatsts, the bloke carried it on his shoulder like a builder as it was so heavy.

“can i come in”? said the concierge.. erm best not mate lol, glad I didn’t let him in, i didn’t have cash for a tip but here’s one for you anyway… ” Don’t eat yellow snow…”

Placing the tray tray smack in the middle of the bed it dawned on us that there was a lot more food than we actually needed… Ooops my bad. I seemed to of ordered double of everything hahaha simple mistake to make i guess… so we ended up with two lots of hot English breakfasts, sausage, egg, bacon etc along with 4 toasts, croissants, 2 lots of cereal and 3 drinks, lol its all gooood, it was part of the valentines weekend deal to get breakfast so we might as well milk it!

Ok, so breakfast and Champagne went down well, but now came the mad rush to get everything packed and together ready to check out.

My job was to collect all the rose petals from various locations of the room, they seemed to of gotton everywhere

More packing and stressing later and we were finally ready to trot down into reception and hand back our room cards.

Next stop, the Reebok stadium for the footy match.

It wasn’t too far away and before we knew it we were being crammed into a car park at the ground. With an hour to kill we were going to go to the pub but it was too far away so we settled for tesco, not quite as hyper of fun as our previous tesco journies but it was surprisingly similar to my local tesco despite it being over 200 miles away.. lol funny that.

Fran bought some drinks and chocs for the game and we were ready to go find our seats in row ZZ which happened to be riiight at the top, great view and perfect seats smack in the middle. After climbing to the top and trying to keep warm the match was about to get underway.

Spurs started poorly but we the away fans were brillient as usual, out sining and probably numbering the home crowd, Spurs do have the best fans in the premiership you know. Even Fran was getting involved with the songs

My hands were soo cold but they were being kept warm in my hat and linked with Frans hands too for extra warmth.

Spurs went a goal down just before half time, Harry had some serious work to do. Even the bloke next to us couldnt even keep his eyes open it was so poor.

As the second half began you could see we were up for it and “green man” (Gareth Bale to you and me) nicknamed by Fran for his bright green boots was on fire down the wing and it wasn’t long before he put in a cross to jermain defoe who slotted home an equaliser.

The crowd went mad and finally Fran experienced the joy of an away goal with the spurs fans, it was amazing and i was shouting and singing

After more chances and hitting the bar a few times we could see a second goal coming, and when we were awarded a penalty i thoght this would be it but Tom Huddleston missed and it was still one all

The game came to an end as a draw, but spurs should of won. Atleast we got that goal and we are still in the FA cup.

Time to make the long journey back down to London, traffic everywhere but it had to be done.

As we were going down the motorway we saw the Spurs coach, and got a pic of it below hehee

A few hours later, nearly home and bloody starvin we had to decide on food, Pizza hut it is.. doesn’t take too long to cook does it??….

40 mins for a delivery or 20 mins if you collect, being hungry we decided to collect but 45 mins later and a lot of waiting in the small take away shop we still hadn’t got our food, untill i get a phone call from Mum saying theres a pizza hut delivery man at the door.. WTF! Anyway  the bloke then had to drive back to the shop and give me the food, i argued but was so hungry i just wanted it, paid the nice man and we were on our way ready to crawl into bed.

I light the candles to set the mood and we got curled into bed ready to finally watch the rest of “Couples retreat” on blu-ray

hmm warm cookie dough  and vanilla ice cream as well for a special treat, even tho it was a bit burned we polished it all off and watched the movie.

I’m glad we saw the film when we were slightly more awake than the other night because it was a nice movie and we enjoyed it, I don’t quite think its worthy enough for our movies page but defo one to watch.

That brings our valentines weekend to a close and we can only now wait for our next weekend which is a trip to Venice.

Ok… Well Wayne had spent a night at my house after kindly looking after me, I wasn’t very well But after some careful convincing of my mother we managed to escape the house and make a trip down to Wayne’s.

Racing his parents (who were on their way home from Wales) to fit the toilet seat we made it home and watched Wayne struggle with some polski fitting instructions. Time passed quite quickly, we had to be out soon and on the tube to dinner. Some sneaky face pulling in the trains window we made it to the O2 and had a lovely meal at Zizzis. Wayne was annoyed because our meal was late, something about charging it to another table… Anyway, dinner was good and I managed to not spill any of my carbonara sauce down myself. Some after some long awaited hand holding, I was taken on a tour of the O2, very cold, they need some heating in there. Back on the tube, going through the disabled barriers coz we’re too cheap to pay we make our way to Westminster Bridge. Well to say the least the BBC DJ was not great, boo.com but it kept us going for the four hours we stood on that bridge counting down to the beginning of the New Year together. Well ok there were a few issues, being squished was one, and being very cold but a few cold hands up tshirts solved that. And maybe Wayne’s hand else where So the final count down begins, and the fireworks begin to start. I’m a bit confused as to whether it’s actual midnight yet as I’m sure the fireworks started early but hey ho. Wayne and his trusty iPhone are on the case filming the pretty fireworks. He did well multi-tasking, filming and getting a fantastic New Year Kiss *X*. So we wait for the fireworks to finish, and everybody around is moving and Wayne’s looking really agitated and holding back, like he wants to say something but can’t. A few reassuring kisses later and I got what I stood on that bridge for four hours for. Three little, perfect words. Was such a good start the New Year. 2010 get ready for Wayne and Fran, we’re gona rock the world
x x x