Today was Roseanna and David's wedding.

We travelled down to Poole, met Ruth, checked in to our hotel, had some food, then travelled out to Morden. We arrived just after the speeches, David was still on the brink of crying and Francis was being congratulated for a great best man's speech ("good job mate, I thought the same about Dave when I met him" "what did you say?" "arrogant and abrasive").

It was a lovely evening and we saw some people we hadn't in ages, and danced pretty much all night.