I’m a bit hungover and my heart really isn’t in writing these, so it’s a bit matter-of-fact. 91 straight weeks in I’m unable to even consider skipping weeknotes.
We spent the week being relatively quiet/careful ahead of the next wedding. Still a lot of COVID out there 😬
Also, it’s just been too hot to do anything. Our flat is doing OK but going into the office on Tuesday was a treat – the aircon was delightful. We went in because it was Chris’ birthday and ate unlimited pizza for lunch.
On Thursday we had an unexpected visitor, Ashley was down from Birmingham and needed a place to crash for the night. It was a lovely surprise.
On Friday I took the day off work so we could travel up to Leigh-Ann and Andy’s wedding. We arrived at the really weird Airbnb we’d booked, the owner has made an awful lot of built-in pine furniture and it’s… quirky. There’s a hot tub though, which is a MUST when we’re travelling with Jenn and Chris.
The wedding was lovely, the vows were sweet and heartwarming and we got placed on the “southern” table with Andy’s friends (who were all a lot of fun). I only had four Jägerbombs, I had a tequila and a chat with the father of the bride about how great Leigh-Ann is, and worked off a bit of the booze with some questionable dancing. I’m claiming full credit for reviving the dance floor by requesting Torn by Natalie Imbruglia after the DJ lost his way a bit.
Now we’re alternating between eating and hot tub, I might have some champagne to take the edge off.