Post-wedding

[burntcopper]

Well, that's the last of my parent's generation to settle down... Nicky, my mum's half-sister got married in a barn with nice catering, complete with frocks, very few hats, and someone's mobile playing Tarzan mid-ceremony. This year's fashion is sandals and a preponderance of flip-flops. Oh, and pink. Much nibbles, Pimms, and several small children underfoot. And comments towards me, Matt and Tabs about 'you lot next', and we all go '...errr.... we don't even have significant others. Everyone's single at the mo.' Also, a roast pig that roaste on a spit all day and was consumed by the ravenous hordes in sandwiches at the the evening buffet. Many small children fascinated by the pig. Mind you, Nicki and her bloke, Martin, had hit upon the perfect was to keep people entertained at the tables - lots of sweets, bubbles, a one-use camera and a sketchpad with loads of crayons at each one. Summary : bubbles and sweets are equal opportunity, the kids play with the cameras, and the adults play with the crayons. Then the Hansons (my side) steal as many art pads as possible. Nicky and Martin get to kee the sketchpads and cameras at the end, while we get everything else, including the flower arrangements.