Sweet Sixteen

As of today Paul and I have been together for sixteen years and what better way to celebrate than by hopping into a brand new hot tub? We must be mad as it’s minus one outside but with a hat on your head and a towel at the ready, it’s rather relaxing to bliss out in the bubbles as you sit surrounded by steam and the stars…

I’d have never have thought that sixteen years down the line I’d have been married with two kids, a basset hound, and a hot tub in my back garden but then I guess life is what you make it.

These past few years have been some of the most difficult and heartbreaking times that I’ve ever endured or known and I cannot thank Paul enough for the support and the love that he continues to give to us all.

We only live once and though it’s taken me a few years to see, I realise now just how precious and how short life really is, thus we really ought to make the very most of every moment, whether that’s by bungee jumping in the Bahamas or blowing the budget on a hot tub… live life for the moment!

Happy sixteen years Paul – here’s to many, many more years together, though let’s hope they are out of lockdown and far easier to endure!