after my bad news on monday i wanted the stuff about jos wedding seprate so here is the story of my weekend.
i traveled down to devon from mums on friday where i met steph and ruths mum who took us to ruths house where all where waiting for us.
we had a grand old time giggling over dinner (well rouckus laghter would be closer) and walking up hills on dartmore brill. so much fun so good to see all the girls again some of which i have not seen for years and years.
when we got up there was a mad dash for the bathroom and genral astonisment at how short a time i took which was quite amausing.
got dressed far to quickly and was waiting around giving advice to the others as to their outfits although not very good at all that stuff. we all got very exsited.
made a packed lunch and jumped into cars headed off to truro to pick gordon up arrived over and hour early so entertained ourselves with african cards (most approperate)
was so good to see gordon i am missing him so much we have not had much time alown together this month i feel bereft. the grils all planed to jump on him and chickend out at the last minit which i am sure he was glad about :) although he did not know about the plan at the time.
pliled into cars again and went to jos house where we walked around for an hour the wedding to start
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