DeeKnow’s Grotto

It seems all this engagement, house buying, marriage, baby producing (and practicing baby production) is getting to be rather popular at the moment amongst our friends, family and age-group. 'About bloody time' you sense from family members who've been waiting patiently for some action from our hopeless generation for the last couple of decades.

It's actually jolly embarrasing looking back on friends we ridiculed in our early 20's who were spitting out sprogs and paying off a mortgage while we hedonistically boozed our incomes away. We had our fair share of fun of course but it'll be them who are scoffing now as they sit on their mortgage free decks sipping G&T's while their independant teenage kids frolic about elsewhere.

So it was that last week I finally got off my commitment-retarded backside and asked Kym to marry me.

With me being such a catch and all, and the prospect of marrying me being the deal of the century for any woman, she agreed readily (but not too eagerly) and it seems early next summer is the likely time we'll be tying the knot.

What you're reading now I guess is the modern equivalent of an engagement notice. Mawzy asked on the phone tonite what day the notice was in the paper in case she'd missed it, but we decided not to go all over the top with formal announcements and the like. Word will be out in all the best social circles by now of course, no doubt you already heard about it in "Women's day"

All jokes aside, I'm stoked she accepted, its a significant step, we have loads of fun together and expect we'll continue to do so.

9:31:32 PM