A pilot up there loves me.
So I was doing my daily rounds on the cliffs this morning, looked up, shuffled my feet and blushed. There's a pilot, 32,000 feet over my head who, it would appear, is trying to send me very undiscreet messages. No less than TWO kisses in the sky for me. I think the whole of North Cornwall may have seen.
PDA to the max.
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