In erm…oh crap I can’t remember…2008 (?) our lovely friends got married. There were lots of photos. I was in some of them and ruined them. I was pretty skinny and quite twatty looking. I have self-image issues. Moving on.
Then they moved all the way to fucking Stafford.
North of north.
I am terrible at being away from home.
I become annoying and just need my own company. I get homesick. I need to poo on my own loo (thank God for that How Clean Is Your House book.). I neeeeeed to be able to have my own timetable and be in control and eat all day not have set meals and all the other bad habits I have.
Anyway, we went to see them. I was pregnant. It was hot. I needed to pee every fucking five seconds. I was grumpy and annoying and they were great.
We went to Trentham Gardens:
It was a lovely day out.