I am happy, and it’s so the little things…
I’m here, sorting out airline tickets, registering my online banking and listening to Pink Floyd with Lee-Anne while she makes a birthday card for a friend and we are just talking and talking and talking…
I can only hope that this is a mere taste of what’s to come, and yet I can honestly say that hope doesn’t really come into it.
I feel free to be myself, authentic and unedited with this passionate, intelligent, engaging woman; so much so that an evening in can be (and is) as precious as nights like last night, out in London with friends, or last Saturday afternoon, cycling through the Kent countryside together.
Anyway, now to bed – tomorrow another early uphill sprint (the hills around here are something else!), a day at the Beeb and then another quiet evening just the two of us before a weekend of parents for me and party for her…
Night all; lekke slaap 😉
