I was the bestman…Me
This weekend just gone I flew back to England as it was my cousins wedding and I had the honour of being his bestman. I must admit I was rather nervous – mainly because of the speech that English weddings dictate the bestman should do. But everything seemed to go really well.
The wedding was really good, and it was great to see my family and lots of friends there and it was fantastic to see Eric and Ellie getting married. They both looked great and really happy.
I have photos up at http://www.flickr.com/photos/timc3/ in case anyone is interested, including some rather bad ones of me…
So now I am back in Sweden land and really getting back on top of work.comments powered by Disqus