I’m off wandering the moors (What? There’s a castle, surely there are moors not far from here), but I have not forgotten you. Each wandering day, I hope to bring you at least one nugget of discovery.

Today I discovered…

When you eat alone in a fine dining establishment filled with couples on romantic holiday, the waiter instinctively brings you a much larger glass of Pinot than normal. So, from now on, if we go out to eat together, you’ll be waiting in the car until after the wine is poured. I’m just saying that a broke girl needs to be practical about these things.