Just 42 Hours of ‘Clare Scott’ to go…

So – the final post from me pre-wedding.

Am just sorting out the in-between-the-band-slots music, coughing the final small fortune to the florists, sticking down the (revised, of course, whenever do these things stay the same?) table plan, and waiting for himself the elf McHawkes to get back from dropping an entire sea of alcohol and small bathtub of soft drinks to Dorset – run one of two! And wondering how to get him down from the inevitable druggy high of having consumed whole bags of his favourite Tangfastics on the way to Durrrrset and back.

So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen and adieu to Clare Scott – 42 years, 6 months and 2 weeks of that name – very soon now, to be no more!

Delighted that we'll be seeing many of you at the wedding (of the year, as you kindly keep saying – well it is for us!) and looking forward to celebrating the event with the rest of you fabulous, beloved people over the coming months.

Much love to all Sx