Thought I’d just put that one to rest for now. My legions of fans, friends and family are all very caringly asking if I’m nervous yet. Actually, I think the term is “gleefully” – but never mind. To which I have to respond that Fi & I are employing a very useful device: not thinking about it at all! Result: no nerves. Yeah, right…
But seriously, everything is pretty much in place, and whatever goes wrong will go wrong however much we worry about it. And I, for one, am quietly confident that it will be largely as planned – maybe the odd hiccup, but nothing to get depressed about. Famous last words, you say? Heh, maybe – but I’m not thinking about it – remember?
I’ve had a few enquiries about the UK stag night, and I’m forced to concede that it’s not going to happen at this stage. However, a post-mortem (or should that be post-matrimoniam?)drink should be in order, sometime in June – details will be announced whenever. And again, it may not happen. Watch, or not, this space…
Well, better get my drinking pants on, and get me best wellies polished for the day. I suppose next time I post on here, we’ll be man and wife.
Eeeeek!!!