Everyone’s going to Italy

Mym’s posting Italy pics to flickr, Rob’s posting his to fotopic. Special mention for this self portrait.

My brother graduated, had a ball, and took photos of that which are here. He’s off on hols soon too.

I’m going back to work. Have been in council starting on the post backlog, have a day delivering leaflets tomorrow, followed by a week in Cheadle for the by-election. Then full council, exec board and planning committee on consecutive days.

It’s like I’ve never been away.

Everyone's going to Italy

Mym’s posting Italy pics to flickr, Rob’s posting his to fotopic. Special mention for this self portrait.

My brother graduated, had a ball, and took photos of that which are here. He’s off on hols soon too.

I’m going back to work. Have been in council starting on the post backlog, have a day delivering leaflets tomorrow, followed by a week in Cheadle for the by-election. Then full council, exec board and planning committee on consecutive days.

It’s like I’ve never been away.

The Wedding

This weekend we all went to Suffolk for the wedding of the century. There have been so many stories about the preparations for this event that it somehow didn’t seem real during the day.

The planning certainly paid off. It was a lovely day. The ceremony was moving. Part of what made it special were more than usual readings: the bible readings plus some poems. I read (I was so happy they asked) and a bunch of us who sang together at university sang together again for the evening do.

The meal was tasty, and started with a quail egg salad. I’m intrigued by the mechanics of getting enough quail eggs to feed hundreds of people. Was every quail in Suffolk on red alert the day before?

Pictures on flickr: mine, and Leigh’s, and both all under one tag.