I am fairly incoherent today, mixing up words like "balloon" and "elephant" and announcing others' adultery to rooms full of people. Stuart and I got married again last night, and our (that was supposed to say "are" but there you have it, I am braindead) actually quite happy to have finished with all the weddings we will ever have. Weddings are a headache, but I think when you've just been wed and you're full of gooey goodness you can take it. It's different when you've been married nearly two months. While we were getting our photos taken yesterday, we had to pretend to still love each other though the humour in it all was not lost and it was not long before we actually did. It was great to have so many people together, though I found making sure they were all happy a bit stressful and don't think I really succeeded. I also eventually got really drunk which made it difficult to make sure of anything. We got some incredible gifts. I hope the givers felt the party made it worth it and that everyone did enjoy themselves. Stay tuned for photos then!
In the news- Hi Ivor Tossell! On foster parenting, dear to my heart due to former career as a social services admin worker. The legend of John Lennon, apparently usurped by 50 Cent's. A new poetry workshop in The Guardian. On Islands in fiction.
More later. I am so so so tired now.