week 4 - la la land

I don't think I'm crazy.

 sure as hell hope the ManHunk doesn't think I'm crazy, but in hindsight of the past two weeks, I think he can be completly forgiven.

And his collected major brownie points for actually entertaining my crazyness.

What exactly am I on about? I miss my niece. Alot. And all I have wanted to do, is to spend a day playing with a toddler. So much so that I suggest we maybe kiddnap HIS niece - who is about the same age - for a day. I've even told him that the thought of running up to and just playing with strangers kids in the street has crossed my mind. For some reason I have noticed just how many kids there are in this town.

And him? Well he has even suggested we have dinner with his work mate who has two little adorable boys I could do some finger painting with.

Bless him. I give him a week before he starts running for the high hills.

It's hard to believe I've been here for a month. I just feel so busy all the time. Trying to plan eventful and cheap weekends so that I don't miss anything. My working week is my normality. 

Oh, and by the way, just to gloat a little more, we are going to Dorset for the easter break. ManHunk, me and a little cottage by the sea.