The Weekend!

The Wedding!

Well I finally went with the classic black dress and it was good, also because it was elastic and considering the 8 course lunch believe me the extra few centimetres were appreciated!

And the church was so beautiful! Everything that you imagine an Italian church to be like. It was a small completely covered in old 15th century frescos, just divine!

I was cajoled and coerced (really, I’m not joking!) into being in the group for the tossing of the bouquet. Now, let me paint the picture . . . one of the reasons that I didn’t want to go and be in the group is because it doesn’t take a brain scientist to workout that I had good odds to catch the thing, considering that I am already a head taller that 90% of all Italian girls – probability of catching bouquet 1/6, and then I was wearing heals – probability 1/4, add to the equation that I played forward in Basketball for 6 years (a position which involves pretty much only catching the ball when it rebounds from the ring) – probability 1/ 2. And yes, despite being at the very very back of the group I managed to catch it, . . . but made sure that I quickly threw it away to another girl (the one in the last picture)!!

The Party.

We then rushed from the wedding full as turkeys to a party for the birthday of two of your friends. A good time dancing, drinking and avoiding of mosquitoes were had by all!
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