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We shall be ushering at the wedding of some lovely friends in Kelso this weekend, kilts and sporrans and biggg socks and all... Sorry Mordant. Ganesh will even be doing a reading from the bible, in a church, watch the lightning strike! Watch the walls of one unsuspecting kirk tumble!
And we realllly have to be there since they managed to get pregnant on their one visit to our Willesden flat. (I could even tell you the hour of conception since he put Rammstein on the stereo so we couldn't hear them doing all that strange heterosexual stuff, but we are knowledgeable men of the world and our straightdar was pinging...)
But you know we love you two too, right? *sigh* Just ain't going to be the same with you gone into the West. Think I may refuse to move to London now and just stay up here and sulk... |
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