Drugs and BBQ party

Who said married life is dull? Well, it wasn't me but some people do say such things.

TOH is certainly lightening up a bit, if he didn't light up himself - instead of disapproving on Saturday night, he positively beamed, albeit drunkenly, as people rolled spliffs up and smoked them on the balcony.

That is progress.

Perhaps the arrival of all our lovely wedding presents in the morning put him in a mellow frame of mind.

Or the arrival of Ceri, the 'wedding videoer', as she set to work on the computer to edit the film of The Big Day.

Sunday, we went cycling through Epping Forest. It was great to be out in the sticks, if not a little interesting as our knobble-free tyres slipped on the London clay and our streemap.com map was just a blob of green instead of a detailed chart of all the paths and tracks in the woodland.

Navigating with it was just like heading out to sea with a piece of blue paper. Needless to say, we got a bit lost. But we did see some excellent cows.

And I only fell off once, when my wheels got stuck in a rut.