Exs and Weddings

We’re really hoping the weather cheers up for next month, it’s been so relentlessly awful. If it rains on the wedding day it’s not as bad as it raining the entire week we’re on holiday. It’s typical really, everyone’s staying at home this year, because the economy is so screwed, and it’s the wettest summer since 1912. UK tourism’s going to take even more of a hammering when the economy turns around…though I guess that’s not going to happen any time soon, so it’ll have next summer to redeem itself!

The wedding’s all ready to roll – less than two weeks to go. We finalised everything at The Plough, it’s looking good. Should be exactly what we want – a chilled out BBQ. I’m so happy my family aren’t coming – it’s going to be so much more relaxed.

We went to see Hellboy 2. Visually it was first class, but clearly they forgot to write a story. I couldn’t believe it when it ended, I felt short changed. I want to write to the production company and ask for my money back. We don’t have much cash, and we chose to go there, instead of to a one off film at The Dukes – bah!

Raine’s ex-boyfriend called this morning. They split up almost four years ago. They used to go to Leeds Festival each year. He just called saying his fiancé can now not go to Leeds Festival, would Raine like to go, “just like old times.” Poor bloke…poor fiancé… I bet she has no idea she can’t go. It’s a valiant effort, one last shot, two weeks before the wedding. Bless him, he’s never really given up on her. When Raine and I went to Leeds together, two years ago, he searched us out, amongst the near 100 000 people – we were actively making sure he didn’t find us, and he still did…he then nearly set me alight. Thankfully Chris called out, “Riley!” before my shorts went up in flames…the marshalls then came running over, to put the fire out. We didn’t pay him a great deal of attention, and he left that night (girlfriend (the now fiancé) in tow), it was later confirmed they’d left because of “the one thing they always argue about”: Raine. We see him occasionally, at the night club he and Raine met in – he still goes there every week. We can’t really mock him, because it’s so tragic now. I mean obviously I think Raine’s wonderful, but if she split up with me, I’d like to think I’d get myself over it in 4 years, and have a little self respect/respect for my future partners.

We’re going to Blackpool this weekend – finally Raine and I have two days off together. An old friend, who I used to work with, is back from his travels. Raine’s never met him. He owns a house in Blackpool, which he rents out, and off the rent money he travels all over the world. Every few years he comes home, and works at HMV, to top up his funds. He’s going to make us very jealous, talking about all the places he’s been, and the places he’s going – he’s off again in January.