Leaving my heart with you

Heading for  a weekend in North Yorkshire with family has filled me with excitement, but also sad as I am leaving Mr Crumpet behind. In his shoes I would spend my time pining, counting down the hours, my to-do list cast aside as I moped without my partner in crime. In my romantically clouded vision this is how he will be feeling (although in reality he will be cartwheeling naked across the living room, gorging on red meat and skipping around town in his football kit).

Soppy sentimentality aside, I hope to have some nice adventures to share with you, most likely revolving around food.

– Miss C x