Going to the Chapel...

The registrar called back to say we can marry on a Sunday, so the 2nd May could go ahead. Just need a reception place now. Steve keeps saying we could have the reception at the Beacon, but he doesn't get that I want a lovely hall, with grounds and all the trimmings! Maybe even a water feature. I'm sure it'll get through eventually though. Just needs repeating every so often!! He's going to be so fed up of me by May. Poor thing. I'll have to keep being extra nice every so often. It doesn't help that I'm still run down with this wretched food poisoning. I'm not the nicest fiancee in the world at the moment. He is being very understanding though and putting up with my grumpiness and demands for lucozade!