So just a note to say I'm back on the island and
all is well apart from the fact that I seem to have picked up the nasty habit
of bursting into tears whilst wailing “I MISS TRIPLE CREAM BRIE AND SALTY
CHEDDAR” in heaving sobs.
I’m
not sure, but I think this means I need to be sedated.
It
also probably means I have become a cheese snob, a fact that you will probably
attest to if you follow us on Instagram.
Melbourne
was amazing as usual – revisiting my precious haunts, treading precariously on haphazard
cobblestones, winding in and out of hidden shops, sitting in the safety of an alleyway with a crusty roast beef
baguette, the milky bitter tang of a latte saturating my mouth …
…
…
Excuse
me whilst I retreat into a corner and weep to return to Melbourne.