Saturday 5th September 2026, 1.50pm (day 5,490)
Congratulations to my cousin, Dave Hall, the good-looking chap on the right (but you knew that) whose marriage to Abby brings together a gaggle of existing offspring, including Padfoot the dog: he was dressed in his tux too (not very apparent here) but, no, was not up front for the whole ceremony. He came back down the aisle with them though, and was just as happy about the experience as everyone else.
In fact after this day I am starting to think that there haven’t been enough weddings depicted on this blog. Like all ceremonies and celebrations there are reasons we have developed the rituals and the whole day was certainly a good way of affirming a bonding of two things — families — that were not bonded before, and of publicly committing to it. I’m in.
Being 42 