Sunday, 8 June 2014

The wedding hangover



It’s the morning after the night before, and it hurts. Well, I say that. Having spent an hour watching people dragging themselves out of their pits and over to the designated brunch spot, I can say with a fair amount of certainty that today is hurting other people a lot more than it’s hurting me!
            Whilst I was horribly sad to have to leave the yacht club and the lure of the Serpentine Bar and Grill in the glorious sunshine, and following a tear or two being shed as our taxi took us through glorious, beautiful Pimlico on our way to brunch, it was fun to meet up with the happy couples nearest and dearest for one final celebration before we had to head back to the airport in preparation for the million-hour journey back to Singapore.
            I don’t want to go….

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