Three days off have absolutely FLOWN by. So fast in fact, that I can barely even remember what I did on Friday- probably because I spent most of the morning catching up on sleep!
On Saturday N and I set off to our old stomping ground Loughborough where we met up with The P's, Arf and Sam before setting off to Nottingham for the wedding of another fellow uni-chum. It's nice to be involved in such a happy occasion especially when it involves a mini reunion with the old Uni crew.
A good time was had by all despite the DJ leaving a lot to be desired, even in the cheesey-wedding-music stakes. However, thanks to some expertly chosen requests and some dubious dancing in my lovely blue Karen Millen dress the night was a good one.
Unfortunately due to our age all we could manage to achieve the following day was snoozing on sofa's watching motor racing and drinking cups of tea although we managed to venture out to the Harvester for some grub a bit later on. The weather was shocking too so we probably chose the best activities for such a wet, cold and miserable day.
The journey back was just as stagnant, getting stuck in a traffic jam due to what was probably one of the most horrific looking car accidents I've seen on a motorway. A journey which usually takes 40 minutes, took two hours as we were sat on the M42 playing eye spy for about 45 minutes.
And that was that! The end of a super fast three day weekend! What's next... ?
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