Story Bridge (diary reflection)
25th February 2025

Dinner under Story Bridge looking back at the city was beautiful. The bridge filled the sky above like it was creating a wonderful world of its own for us, a world half a country away from our normal, a world that we could get together and be cradled in.

It was a shame it was only dinner. But afterwards we indulged ourselves ever so slightly by lying on the bed for a bit, loving each other, and then pretending to fall asleep, just for a minute or two. We pretended that we had the whole night together ahead of us until we woke up next to each other in the morning, and perhaps ...even longer than that.

And when I opened my eyes after those few minutes, it was to your smiling face, at peace and happy, and maybe tinged with the slightest hint of impishness, just a touch amongst the clean white sheets :).

Divine and beautiful that moment, and utterly wholesome, in a sexy, romantic, loving, …Tava-esque way.

Story Bridge nurturing diners and lovers
below.