We washed, dressed and were watching Wills and Kate by 9:30.
The ceremony and clothing were lovely and I'm not ashamed to admit it was a proud moment to be British.
Once all that shit was out the way it was BBQ time. The ribs went down a treat.
Later in the evening me, Dave and Matt went to The Old Dog for a pint and then Melissa picked me up and we came home, when I had to clean up cat shit.
I'm pretty drunk, listening to Simon and Garfunkel and typing this. Melissa is on the phone to Canada. I'm drifting in and out of consciousness.
See you tomorrow, maybe... I took a photo of the cake I won but I can't get it off my phone. Maybe tomorrow...
