XXIII

Officially. Today. Was all nervous in a kilt this time twenty three years ago, knocking back whisky with my Best Man for some McDutch courage. Wouldn't fancy wandering in a kilt out in that today, though it wasn't really that much better back then either.

Have had a fantastic weekend away with missus; great food, great hotel, great entertainment and, most of all, the best company ever to enjoy it all with. But still, it's good to get home too.

Big X Miss.