Caution: this might be quite a sentimental post, I’m sorry!
I’ve been with my boyfriend for two years today. Two years since I had a bit too much wine in Wetherspoons and essentially insisted he ask me to be his girlfriend, then went home so full of excitement that I woke my housemate up to tell her. Two years of festivals and far too many meals out and cinema trips and lazy Sundays and ‘just one drink’ and missing the last train home and long distance phone calls and gigs and moving in together and gerbils and parties and friends and meaningful chats and stupid rows and just a lot of happy times, really. Without making it trite and clichéd I don’t know how to say how happy he makes me and how he’s made me realise how good a relationship can and should be, so I thought photographs might sum it up a bit better. Here’s to more of the same, please.