The funeral is George's. He finally pushed me too far on Thursday evening and I did the deed. B plucked him and drew him and he's in the freezer. I am not quite so hard-nosed that I was prepared to sit down arms akimbo to roast chicken whilst the bruises he'd put on my legs were still there.
It did provide some entertainment for the friend who came up to visit us for a few days on Thursday afternoon though. I was initially quite worried as the last time I spent any length of time with him, he was vegan. However, times and people change and he wasn't revolted at all.
I've been thinking that we could probably get some sort of funding if we wanted to take this any further in front of an audience - the Performance Art Of The Farmyard or something. I might write a proposal.
The wedding bit is positive thinking about the business website. I've done some revamping and our lovely marketing person is doing some advertising; and we're hoping that we can do a bit more lighting for weddings. Comments on the webpage as always very welcome - email me for the URL.
Blogging, and everything really, is still slow, as you've probably noticed. I'm still being sick pretty frequently, although I've hit fifteen weeks this week. I'm not very chuffed about it and combined with the random hormone swings I'm having (all perfectly normal I'm sure) my achievement levels are pretty low.
Over the weekend we visited Montgomery Castle. I thoroughly recommend - not only is it very pretty, with lovely views, but Montgomery itself has a pretty comprehensive selection of tea-and-cake and/or beer-and-pie establishments which we felt were very impressive.
For now, that is all. But this week I'm going to try and post a bit more regularly. Promise.