I just want a cute country boy with a pick-up truck.
“Well for my part, I’ve learnt you’re a cheese loving, husky desiring ex fat-kid. Dragooned into the world’s greatest play you were confused due to a perceived lack of skill at singing or acting. You like British actors as much as you like unsolicited touching, apart from Hugh who you think is as awesome as orange/chocolate muffins and the word cantankerous. You defuse compliments even though you’ve got the ego to go with them and you have a small pooch called Ginny who is most definitely not named after the Harry Potter character. Also you would rather be called Ellie than Elise, but you LOVE being called Clappy, much to the chagrin of sign holding drivers at airports.”