So..my best vacation? It is now, somewhere in France among poppies in the verdant distance and a vineyard surrounding my late mother's farm and chateau. A sleepy-eyed boyfriend smiled lazily at me this morning, a linen wrapped bowl of warmed croissants at the breakfast table, a cafetière of coffee and the smell of lavender just about to start flowering, its scent soft and welcoming on the warm breeze. Growing nearby next to the verandah are a clump of lillies of the valley, the like of which are given to our loved ones on the 1st of May.

I cannot think of a better more idyllic place to be than here, right now.