I want to have a bubble bath then liberally douse myself in L'Eau d'Issey. Then wander downstairs to the cottage lounge to sit in front of a fire of apple logs, wearing only a dark blue towel.
I want swishy hair and rosy cheeks from country walks with the dogs so the local village widower/reformed seducer/newbie falls madly in love with me.
I want to drink Moet from tooth mugs or ancient heirloom crockery.
I want my new love to take me to their achingly rich family who are super friendly and have houses all over the world.
I want to live in Rutshire.
AIBU?