So now, buoyed up on a wave of optimism, I'm planning my wedding.

It's got to happen in summer to have a reasonable chance of decent weather (damn, I have to wait nearly a whole year now), as it's going to be mostly outdoors.  The ceremony will take place on Southwold Pier, followed by a picnic on the beach - crab sandwiches and lashings of ginger beer.  And champagne too, I guess.  In the evening, a slushy film at the Electric Picture Palace, also in Southwold (the links are pretty crap but they were the best sources of pictures I could find).  Fireworks on the beach afterwards I think.  It's gonna cost a bomb, but hey, a girl only gets married for the first time once, right?

Oh, OK, this is an imaginary wedding as I've yet to find a groom.  Yes you, sitting there thinking I'm aiming this at you, I'm not, alright?