A shot of all of the entries for the bake day. Mine is the flat banana cake centre right. The day was in aid of the Bolton Neonatal Trust, raising money to help sick and premature babies.
Dear party people,
Everybody has those life events that we celebrate like it’s the end of the world.
For us, Saturday was one of those celebrations. It was a night to celebrate my engagement to the wonderfully angelic and mesmerisingly beautiful Laura, and to preempt the many years of happiness that await us.
Family from all corners of the Kingdom arrived and friends from all walks of life added to the fervour of a party that was hosted at my parents house. It was a night to remember, but unfortunately one that I can not.
Although I am left with few memories of the events that took place (with the void being sporadically filled by hazy flashbacks) I have the overwhelming sense of enjoyment and love from all those that turned up and those who passed on their condolences for their absence.
I thoroughly had a good time and I owe it all to my fantastic family and friends who made the night what it was. From playing complicated drinking games in the kitchen which we finished with a hailing of “Shall we just do shots?” – to singing and dancing the night away in a cramped living room at 3am Sunday morning.
I am also elated that all of our groups of friends were able to mingle and get along seamlessly – a testament to their character and their attitudes. I think I can speak for Laura when I say that I don’t know what we’d do without you all and we greatly appreciate you all being there on Saturday night.
I am looking forward to celebrating our wedding day with you all (and a few extras) in 313 days time, but let it be known, that you have set a precedent from the Engagement Party which I expect to either be met or preferably exceeded by the time the 7th of August comes around next year.
Thank you all again, I am now off to practise my whip and naenae.
[photographs provided by Paul Daniels & Amy Davies]