Wedding's and all the frills

It's always a good thing...to go to a wedding of 2 good friends. That's what I did yesterday, proving myself right that it is a good thing to go to a wedding of 2 good friends. Besides an excellent ceremony, with good worship, good looks from the gride and broom, and a good talk by Dave Devenish (apostle) (don't ask why I added that), the food filled me like nothing else, good music from a ska band called "revelation", and an excellent speech from the groom himself, which is rare. (A good speech, not a speech in general.)

Mark H was back from Canadia and that made me happy. He had had about 2 hours sleep when we set off on a 3 hour coach journey to Bedford. This made him amusing. He then didn't stop until about half way through the journey home. Incredible. He told some good stories from his time in Canada, but you'll have to read his blog for that (it's one of the sidebar links). The journey down turned into delegating roles for a prospective band doing various dance covers; Dave Mullen changing his responsibility frequently from "volume controller" to "phase controller" and "general mixer", but we had decided on a number of members, making funny laughs up and down the coach.

We had to be sensible being at the front, and our church elder and his wife in front of us, but I don't think we upset too many people. The journey home caused the coach driver to stop when Zeke decided to try and get into the overhead compartments. I think he missed coaches and wanted to get the most out of the one he had for lack of knowledge of the next time he would be on one.

Since getting back from the lakes I've been relatively relaxed, making posters, meeting Adam, working from 10 hours cleaning two kitchens on my own and getting very tired (never doing that again), watching silly films, winning poker, the list goes on. I've just got back from Selby and have a very "Yorkshire" accent going round my head. Phenomenal.

One week until I die of exhaustion. Freshers are trouble...a lot of trouble.