Lyn and I had a great time last night. We decided to go out together, to get dinner. It was a superb evening for it: the sun was beating down, the wind was fairly calm. We made for the other side of Blackheath, where we found a great little pizzaria. I honestly think I had one of the best pizzas I’ve ever tasted there – the cheese on it was so tasty; the meat on it so perfect. On top of that, the place – called Zero Degrees – was a microbrewery, and sold a great range of beers. I only tried a couple last night, but as we left I told myself to head back there soon. Blackheath is a great little area full of character; it sort of reminded me of Maccesfield or Alderly Edge up in Cheshire. It isn’t hard to get to at all: mind you, last night, Lyn lead the way in her powerchair: the way she took us, down roads I had never seen before despite six years of exploration, made my jaw drop at her knowledge of the area. In all, then, it was a great evening out with the woman I love – one definitely worth recording. Watching Lyn grow in confidence since getting her new chair, leading the way and following her nose, is magnificent. I truly hope we have many more nights like it to come.