Wedding Do

Over in Lancashire for a few days - see Parentals and attend my cousin Ant's wedding.

I realised that there's nothing like going to the wedding of someone who you remember being born, to make you feel old. And there's always something odd about turning up to a wedding without a "plus one"

Looking through the photos I took, I can definitely cross "wedding photographer" off my list of potential alternate careers....

Oh and I also wish I'd had a pound for every time the phrase "ohhh, look at that rain! And after it's been so lovely for ages - what a shame" was said during the day. And it *was* a shame - photos aren't the same indoors. Nor is Pimms.