The Galumph and I went to a fantastic wedding on Saturday. There we are, sunning ourselves in the Botanic Gardens afterwards, prior to nipping over for a few drinks at The Botanical. Talk about swish! I nearly keeled over at the cocktail prices. Lemon squashes all around for us budget-minded folks, I'm afraid, but the ambience was cooooooool.
After ducking home for a bit to see how the Motherinlawship was coping with Grumbles, we hit the reception. Tell you what, when a Vietnamese fellow marries an Italian girl, you can bet your bottom dollar that the food is going to be mighty fine. I'm surprised I managed to hit the dance floor after pigging out on the nine courses, but waddle on over I did. And then, after getting home just before the stroke of midnight, we had chocolate croissants for breakfast. I felt like a gourmet version of the Cookie Monster. Shovel, shovel, shovel. Burp.
Ahhhh! A most excellent weekend.
Did a school boy jump into the galumphs body and take over or did you marry a babyface????? Nine courses - yyyuuuuummmmmm
ReplyDeleteHe's got a bad, bad case of the babyface. I hate walking around with him when he's not wearing his glasses - it looks like I've abducted a Year 10er!
ReplyDeleteOh - that sounds just awesome, and you two look divine !
ReplyDeleteLOL at the Babyface.
Are you both old enough to have a toddler my son's age .. hmmmm ? ;)
It all sounds so smashing - and you're making me long for summer.
ReplyDeleteYou both look so happy. It's a lovely photo.
Harmony indeed.
ReplyDeleteOh this is soooo weird. I went to a wedding the very same weekend, and spent half the reception staring at a girl with dark hair long on one side, short on the other, thinking "is that Jorth?"
ReplyDeleteI eventually asked the bride the girl's name and of course it wasn't you (this wedding was at the zoo) but then I come here and find you WERE at a wedding the very same night.
SPOOKY.
VERY VERY SPOOKY.