Sped up to Thaxted on Saturday for Rob and Grace's wedding. It was the usual 4 weddings scenario, screaming around B roads and motorways, diplaying the sort of driving style that I usually refer to as 'driving like a dick' when I see other people doing it.
It will a lovely do, with Grace looking stunning, even more so when stood next to the unshaven bum she was marrying. :) Actually, Rob looked very dapper as well although I can't remember the last time I saw him in a suit that wasn't a DJ.
Rob's speech was delivered in true Dr. Bob style and Chris's was excellent, despite a tough, multinational crowd. :) I was particularly impressed by the poem and Chris's mastery of the Cantonese dialect (if not the region's geography / ownership). I'm also hoping Bops & Nia escaped from their B&B OK, it was a bit too remote for my tastes.
In other news, congratulations to Alex & Laura, for having a little cutie by the name of Eleanor May Chidley. She weighed something and was 5 weeks early, so she's a bit tiny but all are well.
Oh, and we also went to see Pirates of the Carribean 2 : Dead Man's Chest last Friday. It was pretty good fun and that's about it. The Kraken was cool and Johnny Depp was up to his old japes again, the scallywag. Keira Knightley does look like a big pouty fish at the start though.
Our toolstore has also arrived and is now one of my proudest erections in the garden. Ithankyou.
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