Internet has returned, TV has made a long-awaited come-back and, what? I’m getting married in FOUR DAYS.
It still seems like it should be four weeks. Or even four months. But no. This coming Saturday, my life will change forever.
I drove to Manchester Airport this morning to pick up the lovely Rachel, as she prepares to shoot her first (of many, I’m sure) UK wedding. We’re going for an afternoon engagement session tomorrow, but I’ve been told I’m not allowed to take my camera.
It’s been a while since I uploaded any photos. I miss it. But I have left my beloved and neglected D50 at the Sharps’ house, so uploading will have to wait.
I must go and think more about my speech.
More tomorrow! Four more sleeps in a state of singleness. Crazy.
