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Just a brief note to say that yesterday was the eleventh anniversary of our first date together. I can't remember if we've posted about this before and if we have then you'll have to bear with as we slip gently into our dotage. We should have gone out the week before but Mrs McMuffin cancelled because she was too hung over from a night out with the girls in Canterbury. If memory serves, the weather on the day was a bit like yesterday: sunny and warm. Mrs McMuffin took me to the Chiding Stone just outside Tunbridge Wells. We sat on the stone and chatted for ages pretending to be interested in what each other had to say but really thinking "I wonder what they look like naked". Of course, that might just have been me. Later on we went for a pizza and I gave Mrs McMuffin a taste of what was to come. I refused to eat in the first pizza place we went to because I couldn't smoke there, so we traipsed around until we found a smoking establishment. All in all we had a lovely day together and to cap it all we had a kiss at the end of the day that was like something out of a Woody Allen film.