I wasn't going to pass this one by.
100 words exactly *dances*
Point to Ian because he deserves it.
(Spot the Boris referance)
Ian didn't like “holidays”. He liked sunny holidays. Holidays that involved leaving the country for a few weeks. Holidays that included lazy days on the sand, listening to the waves on the shore, staring up at the midnight starry sky and listening to the crickets in the distance.
He hated “named holidays”. Valentines day, Pancake day...what an inverted pyramid of piffle.
A day to sell more. More unnecessary gifts and cards.
However, when he tasted Paul's sugary lips as he kissed him, still sweet from the pancake the comedian had insisted on making...he didn't hate it too much.