Seeing as the nasty little weasles down at the passport office in London cocked up Martins passport we are no longer off to Malta. He told me about it the DAY before we were due to fly that he couldn't go. I was devastated as I was so looking forward to it, being with him in the sunshine. I was annoyed with him for not telling me sooner as he knew for a few days before we came home there was a problem, but he thought it would get sorted and I need never know about it, but they said there was nothing they could do, so tough. I begged and pleaded with the bald headed twat sat behind the desk, told him it was our honeymoon, but no he said nothing can be done for us.
So, we are off to lovely Devon for a long weekend, and I am so looking forward to it!! I cannot wait! To be alone with Martin is all I want, and I don't care if it is in Malta, Devon or the moon!! As long as we are together, so what!
Fran
