100 days of happiness - day 24

Mr Dizzo and I have been apart for two weeks. I've been off to the Isle of Wight every weekend for the last four weeks selling art and Mr D has been over in France for 10 days looking after 18 cyclists on a charity bike ride.  He arrived home this evening, and it was great to see him.

Especially when he tells me little gems like this :

'One night at the hotel, we were in the restaurant and I asked for the bill, and my French was so shit, they bought me a creme brulee.'

There's a picture of said creme brulee on his phone.

I'm crying with laughter now!

Another Supernatural portrait ...

That means another convention must be on the horizon!

Can you guess who this is going to be ...