365 days to the hour…
In exactly one year’s time I shall be standing in front of the registrar in the main room at Craflwyn Hall, waiting for Emma to enter through the double doors and join me down the aisle. In 365 days and…
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In exactly one year’s time I shall be standing in front of the registrar in the main room at Craflwyn Hall, waiting for Emma to enter through the double doors and join me down the aisle. In 365 days and…
Continue readingEmma’s sister, Helen, had persuaded us to go to the Thame Wedding Fair, in part because she had to man the John Lewis stand. Both Emma and I were very nervous about it, and we had no idea what to…
Continue readingSnow! Itâs hypnotic, snow in headlights as Emma and I drove in convoy through High Wycombe after dinner and budget discussions with her parents. Kind of an awkward experience, it does sound like we can have enough for the non-fussy…
Continue readingToday I managed to not fall into the age-old Saturday trap of not getting up, though later than a weekday, early enough to not waste the morning. By the time I did get up, I found that the postie had…
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