A Weekend Away With Helicopter Boy
There’s nothing I love more in Winter than escaping to a little vineyard in the countryside. I am currently toasting myself in front of the fire with a bottle of wine and a delicious cheese platter, which reminds me of possibly the most romantic Winter weekend I ever spent with Mr P.S. To all my lovely readers – Enjoy this little trip down memory lane and to my darling Mr P.S I simply can’t wait to see you in London.
August 19, 2014.
Lately I have been the subject of something called ‘chevaleresque’ as the gorgeous French designer at work calls it.
For the rest of us mere mortals, chevaleresque means chivalry, still don’t understand what it is?
Oh! That’s because it doesn’t exist anymore. Well it didn’t in my fickle little world until I met Mr R which subsequently triggered some sort of bizarre ripple effect in my personal life.
As Mr R packed up and disappeared back to Costa Rica I was ready to settle into the Winter alone with my Target bear onesie, a minuscule hot water bottle (that doesn’t even cover one bum cheek) and enough cookies and cream Quest Bars to fuel an entire army.
That was of course until I met Mr P.S completely by accident.
Ohhh Mr P.S
Long story short Mr P.S and I met at a new bar in Double Bay called Casablanca.
We locked eyes from across the room (duh) and as he was leaving he slipped me a piece of paper.
Dear brunette with green eyes,
Your friend looks angry, maybe you should get her something to eat?
P.S I’d love to see you again my number is …
It was the best note and P.S I had ever received.
You can stay at a B&B or you can stay at Chateau Elan…
Provided it stays parked outside Peterson’s Champagne House while you sample the extensive range of bubbly.
Helicopter boy please take us back to the Chateau for dinner!
You can order in or you can have a 400 day grain fed, premium piece of meat and a bottle of wine chosen especially for the occasion..
You can walk back to your room or you can have a private buggy drive you straight to the front door of your villa.
You can watch TV or you can watch the sunset and think how the hell did I get so lucky?
You can date a man who is too afraid to be romantic or you can have a man who never underestimates the importance of those finer details…