Dear Lovely Man,
Remember that time we lived in Paris?
On the ferry to Calais. Realising this was for real!
The campsite that stole my heart. So peaceful. Remember how we were almost the only people there?
Our excellent, excellent tent. Sleeps 4. Or 2 very large people on an air mattress.
Campsite kitchen.
This was the summer you introduced me to beer. Convert.
I loved this time we spent together. It was so calm and chilled (apart from the drive to find a supermarket in Pontoise...) and it was exactly what we needed before the scary stuff started!
Forever and always. I love you.
