Who gets married on a Friday, ffs? I think that's breaking the rules so you can refuse to attend, in protest. Alternatively, be a complete twat at the ceremony and get turfed out.
Not a cloud in sky and gorgeous here. Although nipped out at lunch and come back proper sweaty which isn't nice.
That's some library you have there Milk. Remind me never to borrow a book from you. The pages would probably be stuck together anyway!
Struggling hugely. My lift is playing the game, though. I normally have to walk over the swing bridge to meet him in Grappenhall, but he's coming all the way to the alley at the back of my house and dropping me off there. Absolutely dreading the bus journey on Friday