I have recently returned from a most enjoyable weekend sojourn in Canterbury with the most charming of companions.
Him: I went to the Cathedral this morning.
Me: What did you think?
Him: Well, I was a bit disappointed. It was a bit ... small.
Me: Small? Fuck off. You'll be very disappointed by London. "Yeah, Big Ben's OK, but it's a bit short. And Buckingham Palace, nice, but poky."
Him: Well, compared to French cathedrals.
Me: I see. Our cathedrals aren't big enough for you, then.
Him: But there's some tombs with melted faces. And a museum of moving automata that tells the story of the Canterbury Tales.
Me: "And sodeynly anon this Damyan/Gan pullen up the smok, and in he throng."
Him: What?
Me: Canterbury Tales. It's Middle English. Bollocks really.
Him: (raises eyebrow)
Me: You know giraffes?
Him: Yeah.
Me: Have you ever touched one?
Him: Yep.
Me: Wow. Where?
Him: Um, in a zoo.
Me: How big are their heads? Are they really big?
Him: Yeah. About so big (moves hands apart to demonstrate).
Me: WOW.
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I kinda love you. In a completely hetero way.
Of course a hetero way, but other ways are fine too. I should point out that the giraffe comment had nothing to do with the size of cathedrals. We also discussed the size of horses' heads and how big Indian elephants were compared to African elephants, but that was much later and in a pub.
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