Took a trip into the very scenic town of St Ives with Rebecca. Bless her, she was feeling a bit poorly before we left but once she got a bit of lunch in her and smelt the fresh air she seemed to perk up. That is until we walked into a fudge shop and her face started to turn pale. She lost concouisness soon after and I had to swoop in and take her weight - serious boyfriend points right there. I took her on my back out the shop with maneuver that even Louis thought was impressive and planted her in a cafe until she felt better.
So, while our trip was cut a little short, it bought us closer together. And we got some fudge out of the ordeal and went home to a Louis cooked pie, which was cracking.
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