Les gens qui ne rient jamais ne sont pas des gens sérieux

Be who you are and say what you mean, those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Helen marries my cousin Will

My Gran had a black eye from falling out of bed; my brother was over from Canada nursing a broken heart; my depressed Uncle was on happy pills and keeping everyone entertained and Marek was desperately trying to keep up with the Cumbrian English while admiring the ‘sheeps’.
Helen and Will looked gorgeous and in love and as if it was the happiest day of their lives.
I guess the rest just fades into the background…

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