I've never been so excited to sit down, mug of tea in hand, and write a post. This particular post is a pretty special one. The idea for the feature was born from the exchange of some truly hilarious emails, tweets, countless plans to meet (and take over the world) and it's even thrown me back into good ol' fashioned penpal-ship. Yep, posting pen-to-paper letters. I'll get onto that in a sec.
Let me give you a bit of background first.
I first met Sal on twitter. Sally's an absolute gem with words; her writing captivated me from the word go, see for yourself on her blog The Café Cat, where she documents her tea and travelling affairs that's enough to make you wish you had a life like hers (my favourite kinda blog, escapism at its finest).
Here's the lady herself, looking beauts m'toots!
I was clicking around my follower list when up popped a friendly face and something compelled me to chat with her. I'm convinced we both sent each other a hello tweet simultaneously, so it MUST mean we're soul mates.
Since our very first ramblings, we've become e-inseparable. I find myself refreshing my email feed every 20 minutes like an excited puppy hoping Sally has emailed me yet more banter about her crazy love life and hilarious anecdotes of her well-travelled past. We're literally blogger soul mates.
I put together a few questions I knew you'd all have a burning desire to ask Sally herself, take it away Sal.
Sally lives but a stones throw away from Central London so I'm hopping on a train to meet her in person at the end of November, and no doubt I'll be whisking her down the stoney shores of Brighton very soon to play on the 2p machines along the pier. Of course, we'll be documenting our wild and wonderful shenanigans on both of our blogs.
Make sure you follow Sally on all social media you can - links below. This girl has such a delightful way with words, you'll fall in love with her charm.
Just don't go stealing her away from me...
*If you haven't watched catfish, you need to see it. I fully forgive you for leaving this page in a bid to franticly download. Let's just hope Sally doesn't think I'm a pervish middle aged man behind all the fifi-mcgee blogging... Can't wait to meet ya Sal!