After a
long journey back home from Canterbury yesterday, it's time to really knuckle down and carry on
playing computer games job hunting!
I had a great few days in Canterbury, it was nice to wander around the place again a year after I left University! Silje and I arrived on Thursday, and spent the evening with Tim and Joanna at the Ingoldsby 'Spoons, catching up with each other. I tried to dissuade Tim from the madness of marriage, but he was resolute. Ah well, at least I tried!
On Friday Silje and I wandered around Canterbury, doing the sightseeing stuff and finding shoes and a shawl to go with her dress. I even bought some purple ribbon and made an awesome sash to go with her dress! My sewing skillz are just as great as when I made the
wotmania flag all those years ago...
Friday was finished off with a wedding rehearsal, where I practiced the photography gubbins for the real deal the next day, and a curry with Tim's family the others who had arrived that day, i.e. Roh, Camilla and Tor.
Saturday was the Big Day, and after squeezing myself into a suit (Note to self: eat less, exercise more), Silje and I moseyed on over to the church. One beautiful ceremony later, and Tim and Rebekah became man and wife. How lovely. The reception was also quite awesome, although most of it was spent taking photographs of various groups of people. The food was delicious, and the speeches were pretty good too. Well, people laughed in all the right places during my Best Man's speech, so I'm assuming it went rather well!
And, after Tim and Rebekah and departed for their honeymoon, there was the obligatory polishing off of wine and pubbage. Quite a long, but thoroughly awesome day!
Yesterday was basically "let's get home" day. Met up with the remaining wotmaniacs left over from the wedding (Snoop, Roh, Camilla, Tor, Monique, Silje and myself) and Joanna to grab some food at the tastytasty Nandos before getting the coach back to London. Turned out the ever awesome Monique was on the coach with us, so I entertained her with the Black Ping-Pong Ball joke for half an hour, much to her dismay. Upon arrival in London, the next available coach to Southampton was 3 hours away, so Silje and I retired to a nearby pub for a last meal and pint together, then sat in the sunshine for a while before being thrown out of the park by a grumpy parksman.
To cut a long story short, I arrived back home at around 10pm last night after a brilliant 2 weeks in London having great times with great people.
Now, I need to edit 700 photos. Oh, and get a job too.