There are DEFINITELY no motherfucking BOXES in our HOUSE right now!
April1
… So that’s super. I was going to take pictures; in fact I was going to pelt round my domicile in an exciting double-time video, but I haven’t done either because I had to go out and eat an enormous heap of curry for the second time in four days, recession and waistline* be damned.
In other news, please sponsor my boss to carry a bed through a river.
* I haven’t eaten any beancurd for FIVE DAYS.
Edit: I wish we could get married in a museum! Stupid British venue laws.
Post-Google Edit: Okay, I wish we could get married in a museum a) outside of London, and b) minus the inclusion of tepid wedding packages of the chive wigwam variety.