Baby Look me In the Heart

Tonight, him and me went ouf for our dinner. 

I had a gift token from last JUNE, and the local restaurant are having a discount week, so why not.  

We had a lovely dinner - fried fish for him - calamares, prawn, cod, scallops... and I had Mac and Cheese.  

When we left the restaurant there was a lovely haze all over the streets, so I diverted us via the harbour because there is something lovely and hazy and romatic about light like this.  It's all very Casablanca and Humpy and Bacall. 

Anyways, I got out the car to have a look, and he sat inside, it was too cold for him.

We left the inner basin, and headed for the dark of the sea wall. 

There is a little douket where one car can sit and look north up to the Paps of Jura and Ardrossan and Largs. 

But there was a car in there tonight... lights off outside,, a wee light inside, and boy, were their windows steamy. 

We pulled in a little bit away-... give them a little peace to finish whatever it was that was making them soo hot and bothered and looked out at our full beam reflecting back off the mist. 

As we turned to leave, the steamy window pair had put the car lights on... and I said to Si, "we've never done that.. sat in the car, had a fumble and get steamy". 

And he says "we've never had to - we always had somewhere comfy to go". 

He's so bloody pragmatic, I could throttle him..