Congratulations Tony & Mark
The following post was knocked together in the early morning of Saturday, but for some reason Blogger chose to eat it. Since Tony's proved himself repeatedly a top drawer neighbor I'm posting it AGAIN. Blogger, do your worst.
Tony was a godsend in what is now yesterday's evening drama involving the cat that isn't mine.
He and his other half actually looked at the house we bought when they were looking to buy but ended up in the house around the corner so we've been here pretty much exactly the same amount of time.
He's the raucous half in his partnership and has been a godsend to me in the past (when the dog belonging to another neighbour broke through the fence into our garden and killed one of my cats for example). Conversation was a bit stilted on the way to the vet which was partly down to having a wailing cat on the back seat to contend with. On the way back though just after we'd set off he casually dropped "we're getting married in December" into the conversation and with admirable aplomb I eschewed the opportunity to say "don't do it".
Followed a long and thoroughly entertaining description of all the usual hassles involving dates, venues, menus, music, seating arrangements, obstreperous relatives and awkward friends. Tony and his other half have sat out the rush and waited while what he tonight described as 'all the old Queens' rush to the altar; he and Mark are making their own way in their own time. It goes without saying that I wish the both of them all the very, very best.
Tony was a godsend in what is now yesterday's evening drama involving the cat that isn't mine.
He and his other half actually looked at the house we bought when they were looking to buy but ended up in the house around the corner so we've been here pretty much exactly the same amount of time.
He's the raucous half in his partnership and has been a godsend to me in the past (when the dog belonging to another neighbour broke through the fence into our garden and killed one of my cats for example). Conversation was a bit stilted on the way to the vet which was partly down to having a wailing cat on the back seat to contend with. On the way back though just after we'd set off he casually dropped "we're getting married in December" into the conversation and with admirable aplomb I eschewed the opportunity to say "don't do it".
Followed a long and thoroughly entertaining description of all the usual hassles involving dates, venues, menus, music, seating arrangements, obstreperous relatives and awkward friends. Tony and his other half have sat out the rush and waited while what he tonight described as 'all the old Queens' rush to the altar; he and Mark are making their own way in their own time. It goes without saying that I wish the both of them all the very, very best.
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