I'm off to Islington Town Hall this morning for the wedding of Simon and Giselle.
I've known Simon Darvill since we were fifteen (so that's more than twenty years now). The first time we met was when our respective schools played rugby against each other; just before kick-off, Simon ran up to all of the forwards on our team (I was a prop) and half-roared/half-screamed into our faces.
The next time we met was also in a rugby match; Simon broke my arm in a tackle and went on to score - if I remember correctly, my team still won ('tho I was already in hospital by the time the final whistle was blown).
I'll be the witness at the ceremony, if I'm not late.
I've published a few photos of Simon's stag weekend in Manchester in Manchester from two weeks ago... nothing outrageous, but Simon sang the Smiths brilliantly. If you don't believe me, you can judge for yourself here!
I expect I'll post an account of today's events at some point.
Posted by dompannell at August 5, 2006 9:15 AM | TrackBackAnd a fine time was had by all - the whole experience was heightened by the sartorial savvy of Mr. Pannell, whose Tactical DressingTM was an inspiration...
Posted by: Rich at August 9, 2006 12:37 PMI told you I had a cunning plan... I thought carrying shorts/T-shirt with me was a very good idea - especially as the more generous waistband allowed me to enjoy more beer!
Posted by: Dom Pannell at August 10, 2006 12:12 PM