20 February 1983

[puffpuffpasser]

Well, that was the best birthday ever. Who knew 21 could be this fun?

Brill party to the point where I just recovered enough to open this thing. That's the way every birthday should be.

Two months to the wedding and I got myself a best man last night. I think things are right on track.

Comments

as Allen Baker

[indigonpc]

This is Sunday, yeah?

[puffpuffpasser]

Monday, mate.

as Allen Baker

[indigonpc]

Oh, fuck.

[puffpuffpasser]

You didn't owl in like I did, did you?

[bridgeover]

I don't know if you got my post, but Happy Birthday again!

[puffpuffpasser]

I saw it. Meant to write back, but forgot. Sorry, Bridge.

[bridgeover]

That's okay, I know you're really busy!

[shannon_ithink]

And who is the unfortunate... I mean, lucky bloke?

[puffpuffpasser]

Bloke that was at your flat warming. Llewellyn the elder?

[shannon_ithink]

...I think I remember him.

[puffpuffpasser]

Dating Connolly's older sister?

[chwedleugar]

Leave the wedding to the girls, we've got other plans to make, boyo.

[inreticence]

I quite agree. What plans have you got, then?

I'm Anne, by the way, I'm Gwyn's maid of honour. I'm afraid I don't know who you are?

[unsubtly]

Christ, Annie, and you read QW?

[inreticence]

Oh, him.

[don_tremlett]

Cheers, Cresswell.