In the spirit of the occasion, I thought it was high time I made a confession of sorts. Contrary to the impression you may or may not have gained from my blog thus far, this anglaise is not, in fact, a lone adventurer. *Cue dramatic music.* Not on these particular adventures, anyhow.
No, there is, in fact, another fairly significant character in my story to whom I would like to introduce you: my best friend and flatmate, Jeremy. He also happens to be my other half romantically. Hence the timing of the introduction.
You’ll have to forgive me for not introducing him sooner – I can assure you there was no intentional deception. But you see, he didn’t join me in Paris until several weeks into my story, and you know when you haven’t mentioned something like that in the first place, before you know it, it gets to the point where it would be strange to just drop it in all of a sudden and you find yourself needing to figure out the proper way.
Well, this is my way, so there you go, you’re acquainted. I’m sure you’re going to get on just fine. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a Valentine’s date in the City of Lights. À bientôt!