Romance is Not Dead

Went up May Hill this afternoon, for the first time since M first proposed to me there 30 years ago; I didn't accept - or reject - his offer at that time. But it will be 29 years on Sunday since we got married... The extra is on our way up.

These trees were planted on the crown of the hill by his good friend's grandfather for Queen Victoria's Jubilee in 1887 - grown a bit since then.

Gotta go - having dinner with good friends in Bristol...