Got to Steve's just after lunch on Friday, and we caught the bus to Ambleside in the rain (well, it's the Lake District, it was bound to be raining). We drank a bottle of wine on the bus (it did take a long time to get there), and then we went to look for a coat for Steve, like the one of Lauren's he's been wearing. I asked him why he wanted another coat and he said the one he was wearing wasn't his - which aroused my suspicion, because he's a great one for swapping clothes keeping them. So if he's not planning on keeping it... The other thing being that he'd been holding my hand and putting his arm round me all afternoon, not like he has been before.

Then we went to a pub where we were just chatting, and then we realised it was time to go if we didn't want to miss the last bus - at 5ish! I was a little bit drunk by this time, hence a possibly CCTVd blow job on the back seat. 88|

Back in his new bedroom (which is much nicer than the old one), I used my planet-sized brain to work out how to turn the TV on and change channels (via the controls on top of it) while he went to get more drink. He was gratifyingly impressed when he got back and I was watching Eastenders - he'd not been able to work it out in the five days he'd been there!

We'd ended up in bed, and later he took hold of my hand and said he didn't like that I wore his rings on my right hand now. I said that I couldn't wear them on my left, and he knew why - the reason being that I'd worn his ring on my marriage finder since he proposed to me last summer. It was symbolic of our committment to eachother when it was there, even though I hadn't wanted to get married. He said it was time it went back where it belonged. I said was he sure? Because he shouldn't move it unless he was, and we were back together for good. He said he knew that, and that was what he wanted. So he moved both rings back onto my left hand.

I said he would have to tell Lauren, and he said he would. Then he said he'd never slept with her, which I thought was weird. I just raised an eyebrow, but otherwise let it lie. Because the other thing is he's already spent the £200 I gave him. In less than two weeks. He doesn't have to buy food or pay rent, so where's it gone (as if I don't know)?

But everything was forgotten really, in a haze of what quite nastily felt like victory.