This is a little late, but over the next few days I’m going to try and make up a little time…
… So, why not start right near the start? Perhaps at my Sister’s wedding. Sounds good.
My brother on the right, I on the left. Looking good. It’s the shoe polish.
Ring-a-ding-ding. By this stage I was tearing up. Intensely.
And another one, since I guess it was kind of important.
LJ and I. Hugh’s friend and pretty good dancer. I still consider myself > pretty good.
Well… I got a lovely photo so I guess she should get one too. Classy? Maybe!
And after that, we got a lovely photo. I do not think anyone will ever look quite as good on this trip. Tune in next time for: faded clothes and sweat drenched hair.
Ben with the black hair, Hendo with the golden curls, Ryan with the mullety thing, I have the short hair and, well, Kate is the girl. We all look good and sensible here…
… But then the champagne came out, and we had been dancing for a bit, and it was kind of happy…
… And I had quite a bit of champagne, and got kind of pumped, and well… you know.
Sorry we took your flowers Hailey. Note the eyebrow.
Peter would be sorry but he didn’t actually have any. I think I ate one at some point in the night. Wasn’t too bad.
This is proof that I sat down that night. I don’t quite remember ever doing it.
And this is after the wedding. Most of us were just smashed and went home after taking some silly photos. Fair enough, right?
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You and Huge look SUAVE in that first photo. Meanwhile, I had no idea you guys got so plastered. Good work getting around the drinking laws. Oh, and your pocket knife showed up - six weeks later. Hooray!