An obsession with trees

Today was the day of the big wedding, our main reason for coming to Europe. My sister Elesa had finally decided to tie the knot with Graham, who in addition to being an excellent sound technician and good fun is possibly the nicest person in the world. After me, of course.

Of course, we hardly saw them during their manic weekend, which was sad but completely to be expected; however, we managed to spend a great deal of the time in Chipperfield with other family and friends from Liverpool, London and beyond.

We even managed a walk through the leafy fields of rural England, following a turd-strewn public footpath out and away from Chipperfield towards Kings Langley.