When I started the blog a couple of years back it was all a bit of a blur. I was just trying to throw content out there, which to a certain extent isn’t the worst thing to do at the start. You’ve got to post and be consistent. Over the time you work out what …
My sister, in marrying an Italian bloke, set us all up for two weddings. The first, a few weeks back at the York and Albany in London, was a lovely day, with beautiful food and drink and rather tame and sketchy brother-of-the-bride speech. Last weekend we flew out to Northern Italy for the Italian do.
Feels weird to be writing this post from back in my old haunt of the summer. I’m sat in the café in Piemonte, just down the road from my parent’s gaff, stealing borrowing their wi-fi for the afternoon. It’s only a flying visit, following on from my sister’s second wedding in two weeks (alright for …
Yesterday’s blog was about my sister’s wedding and how they absolutely nailed the reception. Today’s isn’t about getting the reception wrong by any means. It’s more about how much wedding caterers can take the piss something rotten!
Unfortunately the first half of last week got a bit scuppered by my rather annoying illness that every now and again rears its ugly head. I was gutted to have to call in sick and miss the Wine Australia Blind Tasting night which sounded fantastic. But I still managed to gear up into the rest …
