The wedding came at the end. Or maybe it was the start?
Either way it was the fifth one in a row and on a Monday. Funny how something only a few days ago has been erased from one’s memory through sheer exhaustion. Hazy details are coming back to me. It was here. I just asked OH to guess where I had been and she reeled off a few venues – I couldn’t event remember this venue!
It’s beautiful. The staff actually enjoyed their work. You could just tell. As the girls polished cutlery and talked about lesbians. I kept quiet and listened.
Sweetie table fit for an actress. Well after all the bride was. And then I wondered where the pictures were of the bouquet and realised she didn’t have a floral one. So no bouquet in his post.
There were photos of a staircase, and the gardens, a library – I appear to have lost the ability to focus. To be deleted and never appear in a post.
And recent customer requests.
1. Don’t put any crap in it.
2. Make me smile.
3. Can you add knitted dinausars.
