I’ve spent decades dreaming about the perfect life. It’s about time I let myself have one.
Sunday, 5 July 2015
Back to last weekend when the Saturday wedding
was followed by a Sunday lunch party the groom’s family arranged in their
Barbecuing, socialising, unwinding... The
father of a friend of the groom’s, a master of practically all brass
instruments, popped in from across the street to play a couple of serenades to
After the chilly Saturday it felt like proper summer had finally arrived. What could be a better way to spend a warm Sunday afternoon in town?