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Having tried on what feels like a million dresses today, I'm on auto-bride, with too many options to choose from.
It doesn't really matter how these made it into the UK, as all evidence has been destroyed. But for three days the scent of feijoas filled our kitchen, man alive my first fresh feijoas in five years were a heavenly delight.
We drove north for an afternoon celebration of not-quite-sixty and a fiftieth. Was good to see the nothern family again, even if we had to huddle for warmth.