(I've not forgotten about greenbelt. Most certainly not. Just still not had time to blog about it fully yet.)
Yesterday I got to go to the wedding of someone special to me - she has mattered to me since before she was born, and it was lovely to go and celebrate with her and her family - there was a violinist on a sunny courtyard whilst we ate our arrival icecream and it was very lovely indeed. I don't think I've ever had a meal that involved a palette cleansing sorbet in between the courses, or used a loo where there were individual hand towels that then went immediately in a laundry basket.
To get to the reception we had to follow printed directions, the format of which (the style, even the font) took me back to my high school days and happy memories of car treasure hunts. The environmentalist in my nowadays wouldn't let me enjoy such flagrant use of petrol, but back in the day they were a real treat. A team (such as the aforementioned family before they had their kids) per car, following directions revolving around observable clues - counting postboxes, looking up historical plaques, days out in the country lanes having fun. Ahhhh.
I treasure those memories ;)
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