Weddings and Lakes





We're back!!! The wedding was a huge success - I managed to perform all the best man duties without a cock up :-)

We had a few days in the Lakes - including a climb up Old Man Coniston... there is the most odd story of the holiday. So we have got to the top and were on the first part of the descent, Mrs F stopped to let a guy coming up past. He was my focal counsellor from rehab - so we had a brief catch up standing there up near the top of a mountain in the Lakes! How mad is that :-)

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  1. John Medd22 August 2010 at 20:57

    Last time we were in the Lakes, half way up Harrison Stickle, a bunch of lads were coming down on mountain bikes. Bloody mountain bikes.

    See you're reading A Week In December - that's a ripping yarn.

    Word Verification: berts

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  2. punxxi25 August 2010 at 03:15

    Looks like a good time was had by all!Welcome home.

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  3. Heff26 August 2010 at 17:44

    Yeah, I'm not touching that "cock up" line.

    Hey, 'dya check out Kelly Brook in Playboy ???? Lol !

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  4. Kolley Kibber26 August 2010 at 19:55

    How very odd. Although a colleague of mine bumped - literally - into a patient of his, in a churchyard of a remote Saxon church in Suffolk, where he was on holiday. He's a very experienced and composed Psychologist, but he was freaked out.

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