Afternoon everyone - I'm back !!
To be honest, I haven't been anywhere just very busy and very tired.
When I say I haven't been anywhere, we did go to London for a few days during school half-term holiday, dragged Alex and Bethan to the top of St.Paul's Cathedral, took lots of photos of London, went to see Wicked and had a great time but that's about it.
Yesterday we played host to 40 aged 6 and 7 year olds in Bethan's 7th Birthday Party. The children's entertainer was fab and a good time was had by all. Bethan loved the day and has still got some presents to open.
I've got another day off tomorrow as I've bowed to presure from Helen and we're going to Ikea - a 268 mile round-trip - and guess who will be doing the driving.
As usual, it bloody well cold here in the UK but we were all treated to a lunar eclipse last night that lasted over a hour - the views were clear throughout (we normally have the obligatory cloud-cover in the UK).
Last Tuesday I spent three hours in hospital waiting for an appointment with the Orthopeadic Consultant (our National Health Service may be free but you have to be very tolerant). After having some x-rays on my knee I got to see the man himself. He mentioned that in my last blood-test my rheumotoid level were high so had I been advised of this. It now appears that since surgery on my knee, the problems may be rheumotoid realted rather than mechanical so on Friday (I always have a day-off work on the birthdays), I went to my local hospital for a x-ray on my chest (yes Steph, I've finally had it done!!), blood-tests, and then saw the Physioterrorist - sorry, Physiotherapist.
As I'm a pasty-faced Celt I have very fair-skin (on holiday it takes two week of sun for me to go from blue to white) and my veins cannot be seen. When I lived in Wales, the nurse at the Doctor's surgery would not attempt to take blood from me as it was a waste of time - since then I've always had to go to a hospital - before my knee operation in 2005 four nurses tried and gave-up finding a vein. HOWEVER, the phlebotomist (legalised blood-taker !!!) was great this time and only took about ten mnutes to find a vein.
Steph - if it's any consolation (probably won't be) Helen's mother didn't come to our wedding due to arguements - we even went to see a solicitor to discuss an injunction preventing her from coming in the end (in the UK, you cannot stop anyone from attending a wedding as they have a legal right to object - unless the person is insane (which is where I was comong from at my solicitor)). I didn't speak to Helen's mother for six years after the wedding and only then because I was ill in hospital and she turned up at my bedside (talk about the angel of death !!) did I feel obliged. As I've said many times, she never did anything to me - apart from complimenting my singing - but the hurt she caused Helen was immence.
Whilst I'm not saying that this is similar to you and your daughter's wedding the point I'm making is that wedding's cause masive family problems and the tension is greater for the bride and groom without outside influences. The groom in your case sounds as though he needs to maka stand now because if he doesn't then he never will and in he words of Diana, Princess of Wales, "There are thre people in this marriage"
I hope for your daughters sake, that things will settle down the closer it gets to he wedding and I'm sure she'll

have a fantastic day to remember.
I was hoping to say lots more but as it's now 13:00 I have to take Alex to choir 24 miles away - while he's there Helen, Bethan and I have to go shopping so there goes another "Day of Rest" !!
Best wishes
David