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Dinner with my Gary ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ true love.

Good morning, 

My new astral travelled journey happened last night. 
After an interesting reading from Dede Copley yesterday she mentioned through ᕕ (ᐛ) ᕗ Gary that he was planning on taking me out for dinner. 
What I did find out was dinner was a romantic dinner at his restaurant in Nottingham and then bed upstairs above the restaurant until I woke this following morning. 

I went to bed early feeling good and decided to try and meditate before I went off to sleep. 
Having clairaudience can be useful and annoying at the same time hehehe. 
Having been told by Gary that he was still at the restaurant waiting for me. 
He kindly told me "please go to sleep, I surprise for you"
I did as I was told and went off to sleep. 

Eventually I found myself in our Lilac coloured bedroom above the restaurant. 
ᕕ (ᐛ) ᕗ Gary dressed in his chef whites. 
I could see him smiling his usual cheeky lopsided smile, holding up my navy blue crushed velvet dress, 
It is long and figure hugging style the kind of dress that makes a man melt. 
He said "strip off uz lass 'n pur dis on."(my girl and put this on.) you look beautiful in this dress not seen you wear this since the military dinner dance we had a long time ago. 
So I stripped off to nowt (nothing) 
and proceeded to pull the crushed velvet dress over my head and over my naked body. 
By now someone was aroused,  I shall say no more about that. 😉😉😉. 
The love ❤❤ in his eyes is more and more beautiful each time I see him on the other side. 
On the earth plane, I just receive glimpses of what I am going to see when my time comes. 
After putting the dress on and not wearing  shoes, especially ladies ones. 
I am guided down the stairs to the door that leads to his restaurant which I am forbidden to go into, well the kitchen part. 
With a gentle tug I am pulled through the kitchen to the huge seating area. 
The seating area of  Gary's restaurant is designed in the Tudor style black wooden beams and white walls. The tables are modern contemporary,  it goes with the layout of the restaurant. 
Time  was relevant, but it was dark, there was no one else seated just myself and my husband. 
The meal that was on the table for us to enjoy was Salmon en croute with a few baby potatoes and green beans and an herb butter sauce. 
Being a michelen restaurant (less is more), there was even a cup of Yorkshire tea for me,
I haven't had  my chair pushed in for me before, and I felt like a lady. 
The only lighting was candles dotted around. 
Eating in silence and just staring at each other. 
Finding the words to say about how we feel about each other indescribable, so many ways to express our love without words. 
Later on was going to be an intimate way of expressing our love ❤. 

Each of us has an identical tattoo its an infinity symbol written in Italian. 
So each time we hold hands my left to his right the wrists merge together and it pulses making our love stronger. 
I hope that makes sense. 
It does too ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ Gary and I. 

After eating, we took ourselves upstairs for some fun and games. 
Had a shower and got into bed. 

I felt myself being jerked back into my body, a little ginger juvenile female cat deciding to have a pee on the bed. 
The time was 2.30am.
Got up, stripped the bed completely remade it and got back in. 
Woke up again at 5.30am to let two of our adult cats out. 
So today I am very tired but happy. 

Thank you for reading my blog

Soon to be in book format,  end of 2023.

Watch this space. 


Salmon en croute, Potatoes and Green Beans not michelen. 

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