So I have uploaded all off the wedding pictures and I mean all. There a 500, so wade through at your pleasure. I have uploaded them all because I am too lazy and jetlagged to sort the good from the bad and also because hey they are all of me and Jamie, there are no bad pictures.
Also if you were a guest at the wedding more than likely there is a picture of you at the end a reward for looking at endless pictures of us.
Hopefully they are good enough quality for prints because they took about 5 hours to upload in retrospect I probably should have edited them. But I was too lazy. Link below
the never ending wedding album
xxxx
Monday, 24 March 2008
Saturday, 22 March 2008
leaving los angeles
Argh we are leaving LA in a few hours to go back to cold, cold London it is about 2 degrees there at the moment. So something to look forward too. We had a fantastic time on our honeymoon and I am not looking forward to sharing my new husband with his job again. We saw some amazing things on our honey moon including:
A massive sea turtle eating off some rocks and about 3000 Americans taking photos of him. It was like the paparazzi stalking Britney spears.
An endangered monk seal hanging out on the beach and a white American woman who looked like a monk seal. I took a picture of the seal but Jamie wouldn’t let me take a picture of the women.
The waterfall from Fantasy island (without the midget yelling the plane!, the plane!)
A transsexual posing in her bikini in the lobby of our LA hotel, Jamie thinks she was a working girl because she has ‘that vibe’ I didn’t ask how he could recognise the vibe. I didn’t want to know.
Also the most amazing we saw a man add sugar to his water! Sugar to his water! I said it twice because it is so unbelievable. Water is water you can’t make it sweeter, it’s water. Got to love those Americans.
Full write up of wedding day and honeymoon to follow once I have returned home and can’t leave the house because it is too cold to breathe and my boogies will freeze if I leave the house.
xxxxx
A massive sea turtle eating off some rocks and about 3000 Americans taking photos of him. It was like the paparazzi stalking Britney spears.
An endangered monk seal hanging out on the beach and a white American woman who looked like a monk seal. I took a picture of the seal but Jamie wouldn’t let me take a picture of the women.
The waterfall from Fantasy island (without the midget yelling the plane!, the plane!)
A transsexual posing in her bikini in the lobby of our LA hotel, Jamie thinks she was a working girl because she has ‘that vibe’ I didn’t ask how he could recognise the vibe. I didn’t want to know.
Also the most amazing we saw a man add sugar to his water! Sugar to his water! I said it twice because it is so unbelievable. Water is water you can’t make it sweeter, it’s water. Got to love those Americans.
Full write up of wedding day and honeymoon to follow once I have returned home and can’t leave the house because it is too cold to breathe and my boogies will freeze if I leave the house.
xxxxx
Saturday, 8 March 2008
Mr and Mrs Bennett
So I got married yesterday! We had such a lovely day, no stress no dramas just lots and lots of love and sunshine.
Here are some pictures from a friend’s camera. And looking at my wedding pictures is now my favourite hobby.
Highlights from the day were saying our vows Jamie almost cried and I almost cried.
Walking down the aisle with my Dad, and seeing all my friends and family around me.
Seeing my beautiful sister in her lovely outfit.
When Dan and Julia spontaneously lead the crowd in a sing a long version of edelweiss. I was so happy I even sang out of key and very badly but quite loudly.
And of course marrying my new husband. Will write more later am off now to spend time with the old ball and chain (that’s Jamie)
Here are some pictures from a friend’s camera. And looking at my wedding pictures is now my favourite hobby.
Highlights from the day were saying our vows Jamie almost cried and I almost cried.
Walking down the aisle with my Dad, and seeing all my friends and family around me.
Seeing my beautiful sister in her lovely outfit.
When Dan and Julia spontaneously lead the crowd in a sing a long version of edelweiss. I was so happy I even sang out of key and very badly but quite loudly.
And of course marrying my new husband. Will write more later am off now to spend time with the old ball and chain (that’s Jamie)
Monday, 25 February 2008
new arrival
So i was back in my dads house about 3 minutes before my diet went out the window. I arrived at 6:00 in the morning and by 7:15 I was stuffing white bread rolls down my throat. White bread! And then it make matters worse it was filled with salami and cream cheese. Don’t look at me weird this is what they have it for breakfast in Austria and it is delicious, don’t knock it until you have tried it.
And then for dinner I had pork schnitzel fried the Johann way in about 5 centimetres of oil. It was delicious but very fattening. Pork schnitzel made by Johann is my all time favourite meat dish. When I go to heaven that is all I am eating. That and coca-cola and banoffe pie. That’s all. I will be a fat and happy angel.
Also I slept last night from 10:00 to 6:30. up yours jet lag!.
xxx
And then for dinner I had pork schnitzel fried the Johann way in about 5 centimetres of oil. It was delicious but very fattening. Pork schnitzel made by Johann is my all time favourite meat dish. When I go to heaven that is all I am eating. That and coca-cola and banoffe pie. That’s all. I will be a fat and happy angel.
Also I slept last night from 10:00 to 6:30. up yours jet lag!.
xxx
Thursday, 21 February 2008
farewell
Right this is my last blog from London. I am off tomorrow to go to NZ and get fricken married!
See you in NZ if you live there and if you live in London see you where I get back armed with a 5 hour wedding DVD and 600 photos.
xxxx
ps still have not packed.
See you in NZ if you live there and if you live in London see you where I get back armed with a 5 hour wedding DVD and 600 photos.
xxxx
ps still have not packed.
Tuesday, 19 February 2008
on the case
I hate packing. I think it’s a hangover from when I used to pack every weekend to go to my dad’s house and then unpack every Sunday.
I hate it , it takes ages and I always have the panic that I have left something behind. Usually I do leave my hairbrush behind. In fact on the last 4 holidays I have been on I have had to buy a hairbrush, so now I have an extensive collection of hairbrushes from places I have been on holiday. I have been around the world in 80 hairbrushes.
Anyway so I started packing on Saturday (chucked random things into a suitcase) and then did nothing on Sunday apart from watch bad tv and look angrily at my messy suitcase and here I am on Monday, still not packed. And tonight i am out, Tuesday night I am out, Wednesday night I am out and that only leaves Thursday which means I will be packing under time constraints which makes it even worse. And I haven’t written a list and I haven’t ironed anything. And I have decided I hate all my clothes and because we are saving for the wedding I am poor so I can’t buy any new things. And the house is a mess. Jamie tidied it on Sunday while I was out and I came home at 3:30 and it was a tip by 3:45. He is a lucky man.
And Jamie is not flying out with me so I can’t shove the heavy things into his bag and now I have to carry all my bags by myself, lucky I have been working out at the gym.
In other gym news my personal trainer made me hop from one side of the room to the other. Six times. It was humiliating.
That’s all. Xxxx
ps on the upside only 4 more sleeps until I leave for NZ.
I hate it , it takes ages and I always have the panic that I have left something behind. Usually I do leave my hairbrush behind. In fact on the last 4 holidays I have been on I have had to buy a hairbrush, so now I have an extensive collection of hairbrushes from places I have been on holiday. I have been around the world in 80 hairbrushes.
Anyway so I started packing on Saturday (chucked random things into a suitcase) and then did nothing on Sunday apart from watch bad tv and look angrily at my messy suitcase and here I am on Monday, still not packed. And tonight i am out, Tuesday night I am out, Wednesday night I am out and that only leaves Thursday which means I will be packing under time constraints which makes it even worse. And I haven’t written a list and I haven’t ironed anything. And I have decided I hate all my clothes and because we are saving for the wedding I am poor so I can’t buy any new things. And the house is a mess. Jamie tidied it on Sunday while I was out and I came home at 3:30 and it was a tip by 3:45. He is a lucky man.
And Jamie is not flying out with me so I can’t shove the heavy things into his bag and now I have to carry all my bags by myself, lucky I have been working out at the gym.
In other gym news my personal trainer made me hop from one side of the room to the other. Six times. It was humiliating.
That’s all. Xxxx
ps on the upside only 4 more sleeps until I leave for NZ.
Friday, 15 February 2008
Gay old Paris
Right below are some pictures from My Hen weekend, there are lots because I had such a good time I wanted to show you all about it.
The glamourous start to a glamourous weekend.
Me and mieke and my sash, I felt like a old Miss America.
Hen’s at breakfast.
The Lemon, look how classy.
Getting another clue!
My new garter. For Jamie’s eyes only and maybe everyone else if I drink too much champagne at the wedding.
Looking for my clue in the bookshop, it took me ages, well like about 3 minutes but it seemed like ages.
In the world’s longest champagne bar waiting to get on the train to Paris with Georgia and Mieke.
Me and Ang on the Eurostar, Centre of London to centre of Paris in 2 hours and 5 minutes. Amazing.
Jaime and Rose on the eurostar on the way to paris.
All dressed up and ready to go and see boobies.
Look what awaited us when we sat down in the burlesque club!
Mieke wearing the man's cape, he gave it to her she did not steal it and she had to give it back. Also did you know France is now smoke-free? wicked. London is smoke-free but all the pubs still stink like smoke and a litttle bit like vomit.
Me, Rose and Mieke outside the Burlesque club. We may have had a few glasses of champagne by this point.
Our balcony, Billie Holiday also stayed at this hotel.
Buying yet another crepe with Jaime and Emily. I could not stop myself. I was a crepe eating machine.
Posing on the river with Mieke and Zoe, do you notice my fake rayban sunglasses and they only cost £2, Bargin! You will also notice that I am still trying to work the Posh spice pose. I promise I will stop.
Look how sophisicated we all look!
The tower on a bootiful sunny day
Walking in Paris, Georgia, Mieke and Emily.
The glamourous start to a glamourous weekend.
Me and mieke and my sash, I felt like a old Miss America.
Hen’s at breakfast.
The Lemon, look how classy.
Getting another clue!
My new garter. For Jamie’s eyes only and maybe everyone else if I drink too much champagne at the wedding.
Looking for my clue in the bookshop, it took me ages, well like about 3 minutes but it seemed like ages.
In the world’s longest champagne bar waiting to get on the train to Paris with Georgia and Mieke.
Me and Ang on the Eurostar, Centre of London to centre of Paris in 2 hours and 5 minutes. Amazing.
Jaime and Rose on the eurostar on the way to paris.
All dressed up and ready to go and see boobies.
Look what awaited us when we sat down in the burlesque club!
Mieke wearing the man's cape, he gave it to her she did not steal it and she had to give it back. Also did you know France is now smoke-free? wicked. London is smoke-free but all the pubs still stink like smoke and a litttle bit like vomit.
Me, Rose and Mieke outside the Burlesque club. We may have had a few glasses of champagne by this point.
Our balcony, Billie Holiday also stayed at this hotel.
Buying yet another crepe with Jaime and Emily. I could not stop myself. I was a crepe eating machine.
Posing on the river with Mieke and Zoe, do you notice my fake rayban sunglasses and they only cost £2, Bargin! You will also notice that I am still trying to work the Posh spice pose. I promise I will stop.
Look how sophisicated we all look!
The tower on a bootiful sunny day
Walking in Paris, Georgia, Mieke and Emily.
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