A few weeks ago I was approached by a young lady asking if it were possible to use my garden for her wedding photos. I told her yes and to call me a week or two before to remind me. Well she called me every week to remind me. Good thing too because I was able to plan the big cleaning jobs way ahead of time. The big day arrived yesterday, and I have never worked so hard in my life. I had planned on having two helpers but only one was able to make it so my workload was doubled. I worked from 0630 am until the wedding party arrived. They arrived in a caravan of cars, when I had just finished mowing an area around the pond. I quickly ran into the house to take a quick shower and then made my way to take a few discreet photos. The photo shoot was done and they left as they came, in a flurry to the reception. I later shuffled to the supermarket and stocked up on some motrin painkillers and a few essentials. I stopped and bought some Chinese take away and made my way home. I ate, took two motrin and a muscle relaxer, I was in bed by 8.00pm. Today I took it easy, it rained all morning and am loving it.