“Bloody hell, Kat. That’s f*****g hilarious.” Finn is practically rolling on the floor as I describe Sascia and her antics. It’s gone midnight and Finn and I are chilling out at home, a box of chocolates open between us as we stuff ourselves full of sugary deliciousness. I’m completely shattered. The nerves of the day combined with a busy evening behind the bar means I should be in bed already, but I can’t resist regaling Finn with my ‘meet the parents’ story.
“But it went well,” I conclude. “They both gave me massive hugs and told me to come back soon, so that’s a relief. They were just so genuine and nice. I mean, you know what it was like with Garry’s parents…” We grimace in unison before I continue, “I know things are happening fast and my reputation kind of precedes me. If you had as
