Another weekend, another wedding. My old flatmate. Middle of bloody Winter, middle of bloody nowhere but it was really rather lovely. Again, so nice to see the family and friends. She looked like a tiny petite ice princess, he looked cool in tails. Ben boy looked fab and was a star despite dreadful cold and cough. We stayed in a hotel by a rushing river, steam train chugging by. All v scenic. James and I stepped (rather than fell?!) off wagon and drank and smoked and had a jolly evening. Hotel had the most uncomfortable beds ever so I am looking forward to my super mattress, even if sharing with cough boy rather than J! Really nice wedding, as they go.
My mama sat next to the boyf in the 'wedding breakfast' and asked if it made him want to do the do. 'Would you recommend it?' he asked. 'NO!' she replied. Thanks Mum! I guess you have to laugh. It was nice to go to a different part of Wales. V scenic and sunny. Fab spa just boyf and I on the morning of the wedding.