I've never had much success writing with a partner before, but I kept hearing that two funny heads were better than one for comedy writing, so I asked my boyfriend Steve if he wanted to develop a sitcom with me. He said 'yes!' Maybe if I ask him to marry me it will be that easy too?
So last night we sat down with our laptops, looked at the 'Top 100 Sitcoms' list and talked comedy. I like 'The Office,' he doesn't. He likes 'Friends,' I can't stand it. Alan Partridge makes him uncomfortable, but I think it's the best and cleverest sitcom. At least we both like Father Ted.
Finally we stopped prevaricating and got round to thinking of our situation, characters and storylines. Over seven cans of Stella and a big bowl of microwave popcorn we came up with an outline for our sitcom.
Then we went to bed, made love, lay in each others arms and I was happy. Until Steve said,'It was good working on the sitcom, but even if I won a BAFTA I'd rather be a journalist.'
I love him and want to be with him forever, but really... what a wanker!!!