There are two main reasons people move in life: work and love. Hot Danish may have to go back to Copenhagen with his company, which means I will be joining him. We discussed it over a Feng Sushi takeaway and a bottle of Chablis.

HD had thought about how I would fit in – he wanted to know what I wanted to do and suggested people he could put me in touch with depending on what work I wanted to do. ‘I don’t mind what you do in Copenhagen. I just want you to be happy,’ he said.
‘Yes, because if I’m not happy I will make your life miserable,’ I laughed.
‘Well I want you to have your own life and not to be waiting for me to come home from work because I will have to work late a lot.’
‘And the last thing you want is to come home to my attempt at cooking,’ I teased.
‘I am prepared for you to say “I gave up everything to come here with you” when things are tough,’ he continued. ‘But when I have to work late, it will be for both of us – I want us to have a good life together.’
‘I know I have to make the most of this move – it’s an opportunity, an adventure and a challenge.’

I think it’s a good idea to treat work and places like a party: leave while you’re still enjoying them and don’t outstay your welcome. However, people are different. I am already harassing my friends to visit me. ‘I’m spending Christmas with you and HD,’ Kate reassured me.

‘Last night I dreamt I was walking the streets of London looking for you (I blame the brain damage again),’ Natasha said. Natasha was in a car accident a couple of weeks ago. She downplayed it, but when she was still seeing eye floaters a few days after the accident, a trip to the eye hospital revealed a hairline fracture on the retina of her left eye. I guess life can throw random things at you whether you choose change or not.