I have the best fiance in the world. Whilst some of you may think your partner is better, I am afraid that you are wrong. Plain and simple. Mine is best.

Having returned from my travels, I was provided with a takeaway for dinner so that no shopping or cooking was required and handed a cold glass of wine before I had even time to remove my shoes. He listened to all of my stories from the week (of which there were many) and placed me, exhausted on the sofa to relax.

Then, yesterday, he returned from work with pixie ears and a big smile. I was then surprised with two carefully wrapped pink 'welcome home' gifts. I excitedly opened the first of the two packages and found two tickets to next week's Muse gig at the new Wembley Stadium, complete with a prearranged overnight stay with my lovely brother and his lovely wife! After some disbelief, cooing and squeaking, I peeled back the tape on the second gift. Inside snuggled a gorgeous pink MP3 player. I had been very upset over the disappearance of my iPod Shuffle the week before and my lovely Nick decided to replace it with something wonderfully pink to cheer me up!

How lovely he is.