My Winter Fling...and Penguins.

13 year wedding anniversary today. We celebrated by going for tapas in Kirkcaldy of all places.

Well....we did move to Fife! The land where no decent restaurant actually opens on a sodding Monday.

It was great actually. Bry taught me to flip beer mats (no I can't believe I've never done it before, either) - my record was 21 - and they forgot to charge us for our wine and cocktails so out entire boozy lunch came to twenty measly bucks.

But regardless, it's not about the money is it? No, it's about the love. We realised our marriage is now technically a spotty teenager and our relationship (now 16) is old enough to buy fags.

If that doesn't sound like a romantic conversation then I don't know what does.

Love bombs for my baby-daddy.