I knew, when I volunteered to test Sorelle non-alcoholic wine, that my timing was off. I was in the middle of wedding plans which, of course, were rapidly spiralling out of any semblance of control, and if anyone had offered me booze with more alcohol than usual in it, I would have ripped the bottle …
…… and, of course, where would we have been without our amazing photographer? Lots of people have commented on how cleverly the lovely Jay Mountford managed to capture our day. I met Jay at a bloggers’ conference where she was transforming a whole roomful of us from an unruly rabble into a beautifully organised calendar, …
I haven’t blogged for so long, I have a bit of a pile-up of subjects to address. Blogstipation, I think it’s called. Well, I’m going to put all that right and get everything out of my system, if that isn’t too revolting a metaphor. I’ll start with the obvious – our wedding. One friend very …
I am on hold. I’ve been on hold for, oh, about 3 betrillion years. I’m listening to nasty rap music on the speaker so I don’t have to clasp the phone to my ear. I’m on the phone to the London 2012 ticketing service, trying to find out where our Olympic tickets have got to. …