The day after the night before.

OK…I have a lot to cover and I’m still a teensy bit shaky. Didn’t get enough sleep and I laid in bed, on and off, until about 2:30.

Highlights from last night are almost too many to mention. The ceremony was wonderful, the bride looked lovely, the dinner was fabulous, my brother sang a Jimi Hendrix song with the band, I got to play the drums for a few minutes, there were cigars, the Scotsman’s s.o. rocked the dance floor, there were moving speeches and we partied long, long into the night. All in all a tremendous occasion.

By the way, any rumours that my brother is as gay as a picnic basket are unfounded. Apparently.

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