I’d always said that wild horses wouldn’t drag me North again. Well, that’ll teach me to never say never. Because here I am. The love of a good man achieved what wild horses couldn’t.
The first year was, shall we say difficult. If you hear hysterical laughter at this point it’s Mr S, who probably remembers it much differently than that. But let’s ignore him and move on.
I thought I’d never settle here; never feel at home; never have a life.
How wrong can you be? Whilst I’ll never love Euxton, I can live here for now. Our house isn’t pretty on the outside, but on the inside we’ve a warm, cozy and loving home. It’s always filled with laughter and often with family and friends. Hot chocolate and Madelaines or tea and scones are always on offer.
But most importantly, I have Mr S. I have no words for how wonderful he is. But he knows. And so do I. Happy Anniversary Mr S.