My husband is officially the most romantic man in the world. At least, that’s what I’ve decided after the surprise he sprung on me earlier this week.

The morning started out innocently enough. We deposited the children at school and headed into town for a few hours of modest celebration. It was simultaneously Carl’s birthday, ten years since our first kiss and the eve of our second wedding anniversary. We dropped into Starbucks for a quick mug of coffee before watching Gravity at the cinema in 3D. It was raining slightly by the time we came out, so we huddled together beneath my umbrella as we walked the short distance to Brasserie Blanc.

I was immediately impressed by the restaurant and very much looking forward to sampling the food. As I casually sipped my glass of red wine and nibbled on our starter, Carl asked me if I like French food.

‘Of course,’ I replied. ‘I love it.’

‘Well,’ he said mysteriously, before handing me a small package wrapped in brown paper.

Inside I found the guidebook pictured above, complete with details of the trip he’s booked for later this year. Flights and hotel on the Champs Elysees aside, the most romantic part of the bold gesture is that he’s even sorted the childcare!

Honestly, I can hardly contain my joy! I visited Paris many years ago as part of a fairly bland coach trip, and while the visit left me with a deep love for the city, I can’t wait to explore properly. In my head, it’ll be just like this…

Aside from re-reading Zoe’s fabulous Amelie inspired blog post, I’m yet to do any real research into our destination. Are you an expert on Paris? Where should we head and what should we do? Any top tips for dining out? Our time is fairly limited, are there places we should skip?

Sqeeee! I’m positively giddy with excitement!

Love Audrey xxx

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