I noticed something the other day.
It was about my other half. He is a fangirl too. Not in the squealy, rabid sort of way, nor is he exactly feminine about it! But he is one.
How do I know this?

Space Wolves!

Most of the conversations we had while I was back at home were about his new army, and his ideas surrounding his new army. The characters he could create and what he could name some of them, the awards/runes they could achieve during battles and the likes.
It made me realise that I really am more at home when I am living in Bury than I am in Lincoln; because I am surrounded by a like-minded person.

On this exact note… I’d like a rideable Guinea Pig!