Could you do it? Could you really leave your home and family and friends and go and live on the other side of the world?
Could you replace walking on Holkham Beach, fish and chips on the wall at Wells, shopping in the Mall and tea in Elm Hill with the beautiful but isolated, somewhat limited life of rural New Zealand?
I've always dreamed of getting married and building my own house and filling it with children and that dream has now been offered to me in the shape of a lovely Kiwi sheep farmer.
I know I should be jumping with joy and rushing to the nearest travel agent to secure a flight back there but I just can't seem to get home and all it means to me out of my head.
You see I love my home. I was born and brought up in Norfolk and just hearing the Norfolk twang when I speak to my family on the phone gives me such a warm feeling inside.
I love my Nana’s dumplings. I love Norfolk pubs and meeting rum ole people in them! I love the fact that people don't just pass through the county - If they're in Norfolk, then it's because they intended to be there.
There's really only one road in and one road out and if you find yourself on the A11 it's intentional because it isn't going anywhere other than the North Sea!
So what am I going to do?
When I went abroad for a year my mother warned me not to fall in love and I laughingly told her I was having a year off men! However, after just a month of travelling I'd met and moved in with a New Zealander.
I hadn't intended on doing anything quite so rash but it just happened and I spent the year living on his beautiful farm enjoying the novelties of an isolated life.
The nearest shops were in a little town 30 minutes drive away. Our nearest neighbours weren't even in sight, let alone shouting distance.
A trip to the cinema took over an hour and we were so much in the middle of nowhere that the road to the farm wasn't even tarmacked and we had to burn our rubbish as the bin men didn't come out that far.
It made me realise that although I'd been brought up in the country, Norfolk really isn't that rural. Nowhere is that far from Norwich and nowhere in Norfolk is really very cut off.
Even the tiniest country villages have proper roads leading to them and a little market town is always within easy reach for essentials.
So I wonder what will happen. My long distance boyfriend arrives in England in two weeks and I've got three months to charm him.
I'm relying on Norfolk to cast its wonderfully magical spell over him and convince him that life here really is bootiful. So come on Norfolk - make him stay!!
Story laureate Sue Welfare writes: What a tantalising tale! We all want to to know what happens!