So, my husband, Elisar, has recently been away for the best part of a month in Ibiza, producing a new zombie flick ‘Ibiza Undead’. We both travel a fair bit for work, so we don’t usually bother with gifts, but when someone’s been away a month or so, presents are most definitely in order. Before he left I may have hinted about some duty free – a bottle of perfume, maybe some bubbly…
…so he brings me home ham.
To be precise FOUR different types of ham.
And today I caught him trying to open one of them to cook it in his lunch.
Nothing says I love you like an Ibizan Chorizo. Apparently.