I've been absent for a few days because our friends were getting married this weekend and it involved a few nights away from home. We set off on our 5 and a half hour car journey on Friday afternoon to the far away distant lands of the north. The north of England in all it's grim and grey glory!
I actually don't think it is 'grim up north' as is so often called - I have quite a liking for northern people and places. I studied in Carlisle (for those without vast UK knowledge, this is about as far north of England as you can get before reaching Scotland) and many of my friends are nothern too. Mr Monda is also from the north, so we really felt quite at home and had a really nice time catching up with friends of old.
This is one of the best pics I took of the bride and groom - just one of those 'catching the moment' pics really - the poor things were totally covered in confetti and glitterWe drove back home today, and I must say, it's nice to be home. There is nothing quite like your own bed is there.
Thankfully we managed to get home missing most of the torrential rain. As I type this the rain is now washing down my road like a river - it has burst the drains and is pooling at the kerbs.
I popped my head out the door to take some pictures - this is the rain reflecting off the flash and in this pic, if you look closely, you can see the splashes bouncing back upI'm off to cram in a bit of sewing now while there is still a few hours left in the weekend :o)