The cake crumbs have been swept up and the bunting has been bundled into the bin. Smudged bridesmaid dresses wait in the queue at the dry cleaner and uncollected wedding favours sit forlornly in a corner. Honeymoons and mini-moons have been embarked on and smiling photos put up on facebook. What will forever be known as The Summer of Weddings has come to a momentous yet rather anticlimactic ending.
Aaaaaand breathe. Stop. Look around. Take a moment to feel present. Feel better? Nope, me neither!! The last two months of my life have been some of the most intense summer funning I’ve ever done. For some reason, 2018 is the year the ENTIRE WORLD decided to get married. So far we’ve been to 3 weddings in 5 weeks.
The cake crumbs have been swept up and the bunting has been bundled into the bin. Smudged bridesmaid dresses wait in the queue at the dry cleaner and uncollected wedding favours sit forlornly in a corner. Honeymoons and mini-moons have been embarked on and smiling photos put up on facebook. What will forever be known as The Summer of Weddings has come to a momentous yet rather anticlimactic ending.
Aaaaaand breathe. Stop. Look around. Take a moment to feel present. Feel better? Nope, me neither!! The last two months of my life have been some of the most intense summer funning I’ve ever done. For some reason, 2018 is the year the ENTIRE WORLD decided to get married. So far we’ve been to 3 weddings in 5 weeks.
