Wedding hangover

There was a time when a wedding hangover meant being sick as a dog due to overindulgence. Nowadays, it means my entire body aching, due to carrying heavy gear around all day. Things have changed! 

As a result, I never plan anything for the day after a wedding. I like to relax instead. So this morning consisted of a lie in with Dudey (hubby left early for fishing), watching Sunday Brunch, enjoying my own sunday brunch of a fried egg (flipped, but still runny) and Glamorgan cheese and leek sausages and a nice bath to soak my aching muscles. Bliss.

Hubby is now on his way home, so we will have tea and watch the finale of Humans. As I said yesterday, we are so rock and roll.