This weekend I travelled up to Nottingham to see my old friend Chris. We've been friends for ten years now, pretty much to the day. We first bonded over a Foo Fighters hoodie I was wearing. Truth be told I'd borrowed the hoodie from a friend as I had forgotten a jacket and didn't know who the Foo's were. Me and Chris have now seen the Foo's play together at Wembley, so a full circle thing I guess. It seems so long ago that college induction day.
The next day (Saturday), I went across to Sheffield, the city of my birth, for my cousins wedding. Naomi Green, now Walker, my eldest cousin (three weeks older than me), got married at the Museum of Sheffield with a reception at the Millennium Gallery.
It was genuinely a magical day and I'm not ashamed to say that I shed a tear or two during the ceremony and speeches.
It was strange watching my cousin get married. I can remember being a child with her, playing games at our Grandparents house in Sheffield and causing chaos. She is now a radiographer at Sheffield Hospital and I am very proud of her. Three out of four cousins on that side of our family all work in healthcare (the other one is a trainee architect), I don't know why!
It was fantastic to see all of my family on that side and to meet extended family that I had only heard discussed in the past. The reception was very playful, sweets everywhere, big photographs on the wall and a room decorated by the couples friends. It was delightful and reflected how I imagine my cousin would have liked it. Her dress was beautiful and she looked every bit the part of the princess bride.
Now it's Sunday and I'm back in London but it's raining. This has put pay to my plans for the day. Improvising time!
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