

anyhoo - morning all ! my second day as a b3tan begins..

for drugs. More drugs. I'm sure everything will be fine. My wedding day was traumatic, to say the least. My stag-night consisted of a bottle of beer at the children's ward, and the wedding was held in two halves: half at the church and half at the hospital (my wife's son was critically ill, now recovered, thankfully).
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that's putting in perspective! I'm glad he's okay now, but crikey...
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And we had to cancel the honeymoon. My bride-to-be arrived sobbing at the church, my best man had broken his leg in three places snowboarding in Andorra a month prior to the wedding (he's already a foot shorter than me as it is), my ushers and best man couldn't find the church, the boot of the hired Mercedes wouldn't close and had to be held down with sellotape, and my mother had a furious row with my uncle.
Ah. Traumatic.
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Ah. Traumatic.