I’ve recently been contemplating the idea of running away and living in a cave for a week or thirty seven. I think it would be lovely and quiet, and relaxing.
Every now and again I even think about allowing my beloved to join me. Not always, but sometimes.
And I reckon this place would be a fantastic place to go; the Love Cave, set high on a cliff face in the Blue Mountains, west of Sydney, it would be the ultimate escape from … well ….