I’m going to make like it’s still July. I’ve got nearly 6 months of blogging to get up to date with. Shockingly neglectful of me, so I’ll do it in photos – as the Team America song goes “we need a montage (a montage)”…

So, I went home to England for two weeks. I barely took any photos, except for wedding related. I gave the maid of honour speech I’d been so worried about. I literally re-wrote the speech the night before the wedding. And I’m glad I did. I tried to write a sequel to the poem Ally wrote for my wedding – but it was bordering on cringeworthy so I decided to go down the heartfelt route. In true me-form, I don’t do heartfelt well and ended up doing a comedy routine, but I got a lot of laughs and someone called me their hero after I called the groom a cock. Ah, memories.

There I am, mid-speech. You can see the delight on the father of the bride’s face. I’m sure I was his hero too.

And here’s the happy couple…

me and my bestest friend. x