The weekend took me up to Edinburgh for the wedding of my cousin, MF and her fiancee of close to a year, Andy.
I'd been to a wedding before, but was too young to really remember it. My grandparents didnt attend because my grandma broke down when she realised she was going, it was all a bit overwhelming, she's very old and is losing her sight and hearing and is starting to get confused so maybe it was the right thing to happen. Its still upsetting watching the rapid deterioration of an elderley loved one. She really was a charachter (sp?) in the day, i can remember, but now all of that seems to have gone and she is merely the shell of the person she once was.
The wedding wasnt in a church, it was at The Royal Scots Club, which was a fantastic venue. We were staying there, and its meant to be for all the old war veterans , so there were some ridiculously strict dress codes for meals and other things, which was offputting, and the showergel there made me smell like an old man.
The ceremony was around 20 minutes and it was brilliant, the celebrations afterwards were good aswell, and it was a brilliant day, it made me want to get married! ha!
I only found afterwards that the whole thing was on friday the 13th, which isnt really very good for the superstitious, but the 13th is really lucky for the couple. They were both born on the 13th, Andy proposed on the 13th, and they first met on the 13th so it was really quite sentimental for them.

I got the train back to Manchester with the new bride and groom. Theyre flying to Mauritius i think on Monday from the airport, and i decided to come back for a party as i would have just been doing nothing really had i stayed.
The deciding factor was a bouncy castle that had been hired for the evening. If that hadnt been there i probably wouldnt have gone!

The party was ok, i met some new people but lost my ipod for the evening. The bouncy castle somehow got ripped, and a friend of mine was a complete idiot and crashed the host's electric scooter, breaking that. It was an accident waiting to happen. The same friend really wasnt very nice all night. He's horrible after drink, loses all of his charm haha.. he punched me for laughing slightly at his expense, when basically all he does is put people down. Im not bothered, because he was the only one who got shown badly by it, nothing less than they deserved for being such a baby.
People are becoming irritable by his general attitude in the group, so he'll get sorted out eventually.. it needs to happen.

Parents returned at 1, and despite telling us that we could stay, they then said at quarter past we all had to be gone by 1.30 or the police would be called. There was hardly any damage, which wasnt bad at all considering the amount of people. It was a huge overreaction on their part, and its not like they couldnt afford to lose the deposit on the bouncy castle (Which i know doesnt make it OK!) There was a group of around 10 of us who then had nowhere to go as we couldnt go home without parents going mad asking why we hadnt stayed. It wasnt our fault and no-one could be bothered dealing with parents so we did an all nighter on a bowling green.
It was alright, could have been a lot worse. I got a bit of sleep on a bench.. lovely. It was really, REALLY cold, made worse by me wearing shorts!
In conclusion, the party was good, i spent basically all night on top of the bouncy castle, and it was made memorable by the ending and all nighter.

I have finally downloaded both Gogol Bordello albums after seeing their brilliant Glastonbury set, and both are fantastic.

I also got The Enemy's new album, "We'll Live And Die In These Towns" which is a lot better than i expected considering how utterly shite they were at Glastonbury.

On Wednesday i go to Abersoch until Tuesday, and will be seeing The Enemy again at Wakestock.. gutted! Abersoch will be good though, i havent been but everyone is going so it will be good. I also have some ID for the week.