Of course, it nearly didn't happen that way because guess who got in on the act? The Terminator, with his nose for trouble, managed to find out that one of the dinner ladies at his school is a friend of Daisy's mum and knows Daisy. He told the dinner lady that he'd found out about her private life and that she went shopping with Daisy. 'How do you know that?' she asked 'because she's my brother's girlfriend, mind you she's been out with the whole of the football team already!'. At cricket that night DB got a call from Daisy. I answered and she asked him to ring back. Panic-stricken he said 'shall I text her and ask her if she wants to dump me?' I told him not to and when he spoke to her Daisy told him that her mother was furious about the football remark and was thinking of sending her to an all girl school! The War of the Worlds has been narrowly averted for the time being.
I also have a brand new crush, as of last week. Move over Didier Drogba! His name is Lord Karan Bilimoria and I spotted him on the final 'You're Fired' of The Apprentice. What a gorgeous man; suave, sophisticated, educated, empathetic, handsome, successful - you name it, he's got it. I'm none too pleased with Lurch at the moment. I think I've been spending too much time blogging and not enough reading the paper. He's been sniggering since I referred to the UN Secretary General as Banky - he informed me that he was not actually a relation of Nana or Alfie but that his name was Ban Kee-Moon. Anyway I'm finishing this blog on a high, with a picture of the lovely Lord KB, just in case you haven't seen him before.