Two years today since you were taken.
When I spent a happy afternoon going through your picture box, shredding every image of your evil mother, what should I find but the wedding day outtakes. You barred them from the wedding album because you thought you looked terrible in them. As if that were possible.
Having reviewed them I reckon the real reason is because I look Utterly Magnificent and you just didn’t want the limelight taken away. Which is fair enough. I was just the supernumerary, there to make you look good. But now the world gets to see in slideshow form. And quite right too.
