It had three bedrooms, which was a relief. Unexpected for a honeymoon but great for a holiday with a guy I used to go to drama camp with. I figured it was normally used for whole families. We checked in solely under my name at reception, and I remembered that Bianca’s sign had only my name on it too. Alexander’s parents must have given strict instructions for that, and I was so grateful. They hadn’t given any feedback when I’d given them Patrick’s details, other than Fernanda saying, ‘I’m so glad you changed your mind, darling. I think this will be really, really good for you.’ After the faux pas in the departure lounge I really wanted to make sure we avoided any further Mr and Mrs mishaps – and so far, so good.

‘Did you know about all this?’ Patrick asked as I went back through to where he was lying on his stomach across the big sofa. ‘We’re right in the middle of the food and drink scene here, and Bianca was right – it’s where literally world-class wine is made.’

‘Oh, actually, that does sound familiar,’ I acknowledged. I had vague recollections of talking to Alexander’s mum about the honeymoon ages ago, but mostly they’d kept the details of it as a surprise for us. Fernanda had said that as Alexander and I had planned everything else down to a ‘T’, we’d be grateful somebody else organized the honeymoon once we were on it, and that all I needed to do was trust her. This wasn’t how I’d imagined experiencing it, but I had to hand it to them – this was dreamlike in every sense of the word.

‘There’s art galleries and every Saturday there’s the Margaret River Farmers’ Market. Oh. I guess we missed that this week, but will we still be here for it next week?’

I considered it. ‘I think so? We’re here six nights before we go to Sydney.’

‘What day is it today?’

‘It’s definitely one ending in “y”,’ I joked. I was knackered, and I literally didn’t have a clue.

He beamed at me, amused. ‘I feel the same. Are you tired? Could you eat?’

‘I can always eat. But I can also feel a thin layer of sweat across my whole body and I know that if I don’t take care of it immediately, it will definitely result in some sort of rash. Which sounds gross, but is nonetheless true.’

‘Room service? My treat? It’s basically night-time now anyway, so we could order food, shower as we wait for it to come, get a good night’s sleep with full bellies and then be Margaret River ready tomorrow?’

I sighed, happy that our vibe was so similar. ‘Yes,’ I said. ‘THAT is a perfect plan. There are three rooms, by the way. So that’s good.’