I grew up on the Isle of Wight, and I don’t get back there often enough. It’s a great place to be on a hot summer’s day, but today I’m feeling nostalgic for grey, windswept winter days, with the sea whipped up by the wind to crash over the sea wall. Ferry crossings on a blustery day are kinda fun, too. 😉
So today’s snippet is from Lovers Leap, my rom-com set on the island. Here, Rufus and Michael are discovering their different attitudes to the culinary arts:
Rufus blinked. “I like cooking. Always have.”
“Why?”
“What’s not to like? It’s like making little artworks on a plate. And then you get to eat them at the end.”
“Uh-huh.” The closest Michael had ever got to art in the kitchen was when he’d put extra bits of ham on a pizza he was warming up for his tea cos…
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