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Roasted cauliflower florets with Ras El Hanout tonight, no oil, about 40 minutes at 200. Healthy and delicious (had it with a burger with blue stilton on to balance things out)

Not concerned about being electronically monitored then?

Father of the bride was there so it was not all that juicy, big house in the country close to 2 pubs and a brewery, bit of clay pigeon shooting, some late night poker, BBQs and tonnes of booze. The worst we did to the groom was make him down a warm wine glass full of Aftershock.

Would be nice to see us spend the Carroll money

Just back from a 3 day stag do. Absolutely fucked. I put in a good word for you Andy but they're already sorted.

Is Nightowls still on? What a pile of shite it was.

No doubt in the loft with all your other treasures?

I've been to the Macaroni, it was fucking mint - they brought food and beer to my seat and I was surrounded by hot Brazilian girls in skimpy vests. Can't remember a thing about the game.

I'd give yourself at least an hour to unwind at home before going bed, but would also advocate trying to maintain an early start as the problem with those shifts is that you can end up feeling like there's no Andrew time at all during the week.

I really didn't think England were that bad, but I do confess to only having watched Newcastle this season so my views may be distorted.

Good excuse to hoy this up

Only to save me buying the retro reprint in 12 years time for £15.

£2

"Andy is easily the best photographer we know who we've never used. Apart from my uncle but he's retired now"

You can say this if you like; "Andy is easily the best photographer we've never used"

No but you're at stage 2 anyway, well done.

Well done Andy, I'll carry you forward to stage 2.

Nay shame!

Aye, it's madness all that, "And now the bride with her work colleagues" "And now the groom with School mates, sorry not you, you were expelled' "The happy couple with their miserable divorced parents and anxious partners" One massive group shot of everyone telling the photographer to get fucked. Job done.

It's all the forced jolliness, and often they're not jolly people. I reckon Andy is jolly though, so he probably pulls it off. (I'm not calling you a puff Andy)

The wedding on Sunday involved a full and agonising 75 minutes of photographs being taken outside the church after the retro sing song inside. All the guests forced into milling around until called forward to be rotated along a line until it was properly 'balanced'. It was boiling hot, no one had eaten for hours. The nearest pub was 1.2 miles away, the nearest off license was 1.1 miles away. I was asking the married couples there if they thought they'd spent more time having photos taken at their wedding than they'd actually spent looking at those photos, invariably they conceded the former was true. The photographer stayed until pretty much the very end of the do, just after midnight. I'm sure he snapped me dancing to MC Hammer, the cunt. It would ruin my day tbh. I want to spend the day with my mates, not have some stranger all up in my grill treating me like a Moss Bros mannequin, touching my bird and minesweeping. Fair play though, nice way to make a living I reckon.

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