It is 11.30pm on Friday 26th January 2019 here in London. That means it is 10.30am on Saturday January 2019 in Melbourne, Australia. How do I do I know this?
Well…you know that invisible string that is tied to my heart at one end and at the other end is tied firmly to Goldfinch’s ribcage – it is telling me that he is in his element this weekend. A boardgame convention – role-playing and empire building and all sorts of games that could go on not just for hours, but technically for days and days.
Now…if you are going to be there and you end up playing against my Goldfinch – then play nice! He is very wonderful. So make sure he has the best time please.
And…buy him drink for me. Go on spoil him like he deserves it – because he is rather gorgeous. Take good care of my baby.
(I know this is a song about a woman – but imagine I am singing it about a man 🙂 )