Connor

Well, one fine Saturday night over a bottle of wine and amidst a debate over how wonderful Germany is, Connor mentioned that he always reads my blog to see if he gets a mention and so I decided to promise him an entry of his very own to show him how much I (L) him :).

Anyway, Connor is one of my best friends and he's absolutely brilliant. He gives me advice over mugs of steaming Costa, participates in competitive games of Monopoly and Articulate at my house, sends me texts consisting purely of funny or romantic lyrics daily and always, always makes the effort to see me every single weekend. Connor's one of those people who's always a pleasure to be around, whether it be in a sweaty nightclub dancing to Lady Gaga for a promotion video of Manchester's gay village or over (reasonably) intelligent conversation about politics and war in my conservatory with a Welsh sheep fanatic and a shrimp with hypnotic blue eyes.

Connor is pure loveliness and while he makes it his mission to antagonise people it's all harmless fun and he's actually got a heart of gold, he's one of my favourite people ever. That's all.