My weekend

on Jun 23 in General by

On Saturday Kerry and I headed down to London in order to go to the wedding of one of my old friends from university. I only ever see Rob once a year, usually around Eurovision time, but it’s amazing how quickly you fall back into old friendships. And as we’re male, and as male friendship basically consists of insulting each other at every given opportunity, I quickly made up for lost time and flung jibes at him about his buttonhole flower, his hight, his musical taste, and his antiquated mobile phone.

I started getting a bit carried away with it all to the point that when the registrar asked if anyone knew of any impediment to the marriage I had to physically restrain myself from standing up and shouting to the bride “WAIT! You do know that he irons his underpants!?”.

Rob on the other hand didn’t get a single crack in at me, and even made some complementary remarks about my weight loss and how nice it was to see me again. The looser.

I tried to take some photos but there is a reason that Kerry is the wedding photographer and not me. This is the only shot I got where everyones eyes weren’t closed.

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Once the wedding had finished and I’d eaten twice my body weight in pork pies it was time for us to hit the road again and head back up to Huddersfield before we got corrupted by any strange London ways (they keep their coal in the bath you know).

On the face of it driving four hours down to London and then four hours back on the same day might seem a bit of a trial, but it was actually very enjoyable. Kerry and I got to chat, listen to podcasts, and argue about the merits of BBC Radio 1 (it has none I tell you!). We even got home in time to pick up the kids from the out-laws and put them to bed. It was a good day.

But Sunday was even better. For a start I not only got a two pairs of Batman socks and a William Shatner autobiography as father’s day presents, but I also got two very cool lego sets. Apparently when Kerry asked Amy what she should get me she told her “something with Batman on it and some lego”. It doesn’t get much better than that.

So far I’ve made a lego jet plane, and a lego helicopter and tonight I’m going to try tackling the biplane. I’d completely forgotten how much fun lego can be, and have now spent an inappropriate length of time lingering around the Toys’R'Us website. I keep on having to repeat to myself “I do not need another hobby, I do not need another hobby”.

The rest of Sunday was lovely too. Amy and I walked into the village an back for bread and milk then we all went out to the pub for lunch. this was quickly followed by a trip to a farm shop for some ice-cream (and crazy golf), and then finally to the hiking shop for a look around the rucksack section (You didn’t think I’d be able to get though a bog post without alluding to the Hadrian’s Walk did you?).

I then spent the evening pottering around the garden while Kerry read books and Amy played with some kids on the communal drive. Evan had fallen asleep on the way back from the hiking shop so we just let him snooze right until bedtime. A decision we deeply regretted when he woke up at 3am the following morning and refused to go back to sleep, but it’s all part of life’s rich pageant.

Yes, life is good.

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