Tomorrow I’m off to a wedding and I will admit to a great deal of excitement about this event.
This is the wedding of a young woman who I used to babysit a long time ago. A LONG time ago. This young lady and her big sister were the flower-girls at my own wedding back in 1993…….. 23 years ago.
I am somewhat disappointed that I didn’t get the call up to be a flower-girl for tomorrow’s big day. Apparently there is some sort of unwritten rule about the maximum age of flower-girls. Rules. Rules. Rules. I would have made a great flower-girl. I would have behaved myself and wouldn’t threaten to throw an almighty tant