Banoo and have just returned from a weekend in Kettering for my cousin's wedding. The wedding was really lovely and relaxed, and it was a great time, seeing everyone- long lost nanna Aunties with dogs shaped like Stewie's head, a million cousins (all gorgeous- we don't do ugly in our family, ha), and lots of other people whose names I have forgotten! Banoo looked super dapper in his dickie bow and brogues and my brother looked like his buff bodyguard as we walked the streets trying to find the church! We ate a lot, drank a lot, talked a lot, and played in my uncle's garden a lot. All the little cousins fell in love with Banoo (how could they not?) and chased him mercilessly around the garden, pelting him with assorted sports balls and equipment (a cup might have helped in some instances), and forcing him to try and "tig them". He loved it, of course! Dad was on tea duty (which as you can see from the photo he took very seriously), and made sure everyone had a hot mug at all times, and even my little-yet-big brother joined in for a game of Simon Says with everyone.
The tiny negative was that Ban and I stayed in the mankiest place on Earth, above some skeevy pub. The ceiling pattern was pretty retro-sweet though. The black mould climbing the curtains and the murder-scene hair/skin samples in the bathroom? Notsomuch. I'm pretty sure we may have some scabies skin disease now. All clothing is currently being washed on 60 as we speak. Yum. It gave us good material to make the wedding guests laugh, though- describing how the shower was like a dehydrated old man peeing on you from a great height. Pfwa.
I also think we may have a future celeb interior designer in our family too. The little babber with the red chair was completely oblivious to our games in the garden, and instead spent about 3 hours with that red plastic chair, dragging it behind her, placing it somewhere, sitting in it, testing, and then dragging it to a different place. She would take a few steps back, look at it, then decide it looked better somewhere else. So cute! I couldn't resist snapping a photo of her losing her balance while deciding the chair looked best on the paving stones. Bless.
The weekend was extra celebratory for us, too, since we heard just before we left that Ban has been hired by Cambridge! I couldn't be more proud that a celebrated centre for learning and knowledge, where many of the finest minds in the world have studied and taught, is now hiring my Ban! What a superstar. Well done, mon chou!
