Crumble in the Crypt

I’m having a weekend with my bezzie before heading back up North tomorrow. It’ll be a while ‘til we can spend as much time together again, so we’re making the most of it.
So far we’ve brought home a gawjus cat from Battersea for her and she’s taken me to a performance of Vivaldi’s Four Seasons by candlelight at St Martin’s. As this was a surprise she wasn’t sure I would enjoy the evening.
When I went to the cafe counter and decided the only thing on the menu we’d enjoy is the apple crumble and custard, I wasn’t sure if she’d think me mad.
I loved the evening and she loved the crumble. Bezzies know what bezzies want!