….. I was armed with a glass of Bucks Fizz and nervously awaiting the moment when it was time to get dressed up in this:
and trundle off to the register office in the white and blue Rolls Royce to become Mrs PTC.
How fast a decade has gone. I can hardly believe it. Sometimes it feels like yesterday, other times it seems like a world away.
I was fashionably late by about 10 minutes and a little best-man-shaped birdie informed me later in the day that Kendo was started to get a little hot under the collar. Bless him. It was a lovely service and then off to the wedding breakfast. That was somewhat hampered by the fact that the pub had inadvertantly booked a wake into the downstairs reception room! How nice was that?. We managed to keep our relatives from killing each other for the day though and a great time was had by all I think. I do seem to recall that I was completely unable to get drunk, nor even merry (which was not for lack of trying!). I suspect it was the adrenaline of the day. Kendo and I rounded the day off sat in the conservatory in our wedding undies drinking tea at 3am. Classy! ;)
Here's to another 10 years! :)
In dental expedition related news, the filling in my wisdom tooth snapped off when the dentist was trying to pull it out. There was much digging and wiggling and trying to get the big metal tongs round the bit of remaining tooth. It weren’t pretty. This morning I look like a chipmunk. Well, half a chipmunk anyway. Thank heavens for Ibuprofen!