The Quickie
We had been for a walk through the cobbled streets of the upper town and stopped off at a delicatessen to get some lunch. Moments later we were sat on the Cathedral green in the bright sunshine, eating a variety of cheeses and pâtés on crackers and fresh bread, washing it all down with a nice wine drunk straight from the bottle. We felt so grown up, sophisticated and slightly decadent. As I sat eating my food I looked across at Melanie and reflected, probably for the thousandth time, on my...