Another single friend bit the bullet and got hitched last night; sealing their love officially with a big-arse hotel banquet and a rather touching speech. The groom got sloshed and began talking loudly - after the punishing 'yum seng'. I was amused whenever he saw me and asked why I chose my italian class over his solemnisation lunch! Haha. Mi dispiace caro.
I told my sister to remind me not to have a typical hotel wedding if I ever get lucky. I want to be shoeless with grass or sand underneath my feet, the sun shining down on our happy shiny faces, flowers in my hair and friends all toasty and high on an endless supply of italian prosecco. That'd be perfetto.
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