Roger

R and I went to Broadway this morning for Valentine's Day coffee and cake - which is just the same as everyday coffee and cake, except that we sat smirking at each other instead of going through the news feeds on our phones and reading out funny/interesting/outrageous items. It was probably faintly nauseating for anyone else in our vicinity, but at least they were spared our views on Brexit.

Sadly for R, he lost my heart to Another about ten minutes after the end of the coffee and cake smirking, when I met Roger in the Cotswold Trading Company. Happily for R, Roger did not reciprocate my feelings, and we will not therefore be eloping. Poor me....!