I had a dream last night that it was my wedding, and it all went spectacularly wrong.
Hair trial tomorrow. My veil came in time, and I’m off to Southampton early with Mum, Chris and Ruby. On Saturday morning Mum and I are going to the florist and we’ll be home Saturday afternoon.
Did I mention our first dance is going to be to Huey Lewis and The News – The Power of Love? Well, it is. Ross is a massive Back To The Future fan and he was woeful when we found out it’s impossible to hire a DeLorean to drive to the hotel in, so instead we decided on a song from the soundtrack to dance to. We are embarking on some dance lessons because otherwise it will actually be bopping around, holding on to each other with ever reddening faces. Close friends and family will be on strict instructions to join in.