13 October 1982
Everyone I know reads Howard Wintringham's journal. He's English National and a Wasp, and while my bias is with the Arrows most everyone only has good things to say about him and he's mates with Lowir. Well I'm glad that everyone reads it, because LAST NIGHT I THOUGHT OUR FLAT BUILDING WAS GOING TO GET LIT ON FIRE. I know Fabian Flint was angry because you can just tell, even on parchment when Fabian Flint is angry.
Maybe I was reading too much into it, but a lot of ink was spilled and not much was said and that's usually how things go I suppose.
And if one of Howard Wintringham's teammates did go off with his ex-girlfriend then I feel bad because that doesn't feel good. You can't do anything about it. I know that what I did was very wrong but
I'm glad that I finally saw Janie and Charissa. Things are getting sorted for the wedding, well more sorted, I have an idea now. I have this weekend free, we don't have a match and the Kestrels don't play. Saturday we have the Wasps and I'm honestly so happy I have friends that are good as Charissa and Jane. They are the best friends I could have. I'm glad they agreed to be in our wedding.
I never thought that I would be doing things like picking out colors or flowers or anything else, but I suppose here I am now. It's strange to do all this, but Charissa just knows how to do these things so that is nice.
I hope our wedding goes smoothly. I think it will though. I just want to do everything right.
Alastor's birthday is next month, this time last year we were new to dating. I'll have to decide what to get him.
Next Saturday we play the Wasps and I hope that Fabian Flint has calmed down. We have this weekend off, I'll be keeping myself busy though. We'll be trying to get everything ready for the wedding.
I finally got to see Janie yesterday, I can tell everyone that she is in one piece, she's just been busy.