tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30731935.post-16419138434835208352008-07-22T22:27:00.004+10:002008-07-22T22:34:54.120+10:002008-07-22T22:34:54.120+10:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNkKgau-qu4/SIXTfHu3G4I/AAAAAAAABuI/giaf6lH_8e4/s1600-h/62.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNkKgau-qu4/SIXTfHu3G4I/AAAAAAAABuI/giaf6lH_8e4/s400/62.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225815474238331778" border="0" /></a>On Sunday I journeyed to the coast to stay with Lala and Cal for a week. Luckily, I scored a lift with Janek, and we went out to lunch with most of <a href="http://www.slowlanedan.com/2008/01/family-tree.html#beach">The Beach Crew</a>: Lala, Tia, Bee, Bin and Alex.<br /><br />It’s hard to say who was more nervous as Janek and I drove to the coast... When we got into the car after lunch, Janek clutched his heart dramatically and declared his heart was beating a mile a minute, so it’s safe to assume that he was as nervous as I was. For my part, I discovered that my nerves were misplaced as I saw Janek and my family get on like a house on fire.<br /><br />As in all good <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Meeting-The-New-Partner</span> scenarios, as soon as The Partner was out of earshot, The Presenter asked the timeless question: “So what do you think?” The response was, without exception, “I love Janek! He’s so lovely!” Another yay.Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06698765100516227836slowlanedan@gmail.com2