Friday 11 November 2011

weddings and wonderings...

Consistency's a funny thing. It's something I feel I've always lacked - and though I tend to love the idea of it (and sort of believe it could be the answer to all my woes), the reality is another matter. I seem to actively resist it. It struck me a couple of days ago when I came to class (I'm doing Yet Another Course, lest my brain atrophy completely) and sat down in a new seat. I looked around and realised that every one of my classmates was sitting in the same place they'd taken in the first session, three weeks before. But why? Were they worried about offending the people next to them? Why, for that matter, do people sleep on the same side of the bed? Surely it's nice to have a change every now and then, see the cracks in the ceiling from a different angle? Anyway, maybe the fact that I'm even asking these questions explains a lot about me and my life.

On a cheerier note, I have been doing some wedding-planning! The date is set, the invites have been lino-cut and letter-pressed (By J) and sent. It's just the venue we're having a wobble over. We want outdoors, a bonfire and a marquee and a samba band and a weekend of fun and games and music. We found a beautiful woodland, complete with glamping accommodation - yurts, cabins, cottages..the problem is all the rules! No noise, no amplified music, no ceilidh, no samba band, no fire except in one designated spot...and even the threat of being asked to turn down what little music we ARE allowed. Humph. Anyone would think we were using the site as a favour as opposed to paying £*%"*^*&??!! for it. Watch this space.