Day 35.

19/02/2013

Happy thoughts on a coaster. Always good.

It's weird being with someone that you feel so strongly for. I know this because basically no one seems to affect me at the moment... I mean, I see pictures of exes with new partners and feel nothing but real, genuine joy that they're happy too and hope that they're as happy as me. It's fucking fantastic.

Cait.X

Day 34.

18/02/2013

This is where I started lapsing with the photos.. My bad..

Most certainly can't remember what I did today. According to my calender, I gave in a book to the library about equine genetics. Cool story, innit.

(Don't worry, I'll get my writing mojo back soon as I actually know what to say)

Cait.X

Day 33.

 17/02/2013

Hey look I'm famous in Ludlow!

Got so far behind on these posts that I can't really say anything about the days. Got to see the boy again and had genuinely missed him. 2 days. I'm so gay for him (so to speak).

Cait.X

Day 32.

16/02/2013

Hey, look, it's Pod!

Jolity in Ludlow. Taken on "beauty" setting on my phone, but he still looks the same...... Hurr.

Mum's engaged, by the way.

Ooh la la.

Cait.X

Day 31.

15/02/2012

Took this on the train. That damn cool.

Saw the boy all morning, then worked a lot on the way to Ludlow, where I met the family.

Lovely to see them. I turned into a food snob and drank copious amounts of wine and rum (fantastic moment when my mum walked into the kitchen with a litre bottle of Havana Club. Awesome.)

Fabulous, in all honesty.

Found out stuff.... It had more impact when I was drunk but it's still half shock.

Cait.X

Day 30.

14/02/2013

I admit it: I was too busy being romanced and whatnot to take a photo. This is Ludlow and was taken on the 15th.

Doubtlessly the weirdest valentines day I've ever had.

Deri drove me to sort out Nomad then we arsed around and I've literally forgotten what we did. I know it entailed awesome stuff. (Probably)

After sorting the horse out for the evening, we went down to the pool bar on the pier and he thrashed me at a game. Then Henrik and his mum and sister turned up. It was really lovely to see them all, though I did find it slightly weird (weirder than Deri did, he was completely chuffed) at first. After they'd gone, Deri and I had another pint & a game of pool before heading back to Cambrian where we ate quavers and chili and watched Matilda and went to bed.

I love that boy.

Cait.X

Day 29.

 The boy in question.

 The boy in question being a "poetic wanker" (his father's words)

The beautiful Harlech castle.

13/02/2013

Photo to follow because I have loads, just none with me as at the moment, I'm in Ludlow. Anyway. I was romanced today!

I got picked up from lecture at 11am, then taken on a drive through beautiful Wales, through the rolling hills layered in frost which sometimes sat directly opposite ones which were so green and lush that they could have been there in the middle of Spring.

We went down roads that neither of us had been down before, one of which went past a cute little stream and a few buildings. So we got out and had a look. It was a disused slate mine, with a pool of crystal blue water that the boy reckoned would be 50 feet deep. Leading to it was a river that ran under and over ground, so we hopped across it and I took lots of photos. It was fantastic, to be there with him and in that situation and doing those things. I adored it.

Anyway we then continued down roads which Deri was basically assuming were going in the right direction until we reached Harlech castle, in Gwynedd. Not far from his house. It was awesome. Huge, huge towers and a breeze so strong it nearly blew us (well, me, he's probably used to it being the hardy Welshman he is) off the top. We kissed in the wind and he made me laugh so hard it was completely ridiculous. I loved it.

His plan was to take me further North after that, to what is apparently the most romantic place ever... I guess I'll see it at Easter, when my boy will take me to the North. I get to spend 2 weeks at his, having a farm to ourselves, and a week at mine. I can't wait.

Cait.X