We arrived at the Spiegeltent late and tickets had sold out to Piff the Magic Dragon, so we walked into Northbridge to get some dinner. And dinner we did!
A wonderful Italian place with tightly arranged little tables and the windows open wide onto the warm night.
M bought me flowers and a munted little white bear we've called Muki and to finish the meal I had a glass of Grand Marnier and a heavenly panna cotta.
Friday was a full moon, and there was no wind and there were stars out. So when we got home, M parked the ute at the bottom of the backyard where the ground is flat and while I pottered about inside the house he made up the most luxurious bed on the back. I have never slept under the open sky before and it was the most wonderful romantic thing I've ever done. V Day be damned!
Saturday was consumed mostly with house-worky things until we went to City Beach to meet Betty and Pete etc (late as always) for a barbecue. While we waited for them we took the boogie boards into the water and much screaming and squealing ensued. Mostly it was M helping me keep my balance and pushing me forward onto the waves. Great fun.

And yesterday was abandonment. M left to drive back to Newman early, so after an extra 3 hours of sleep I spent a day of Anna-time. Went to a museum, bought cheese and French bread and read in the park, watched a movie and the waited, tetchy with nerves to hear that M had arrived safely having driven over roads that were legally closed to traffic due to flooding.
The phone call came at 10 and afterwards I fell into bed, heavy with relief.

A new week, resplendent with hope!