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What a fab afternoon! We had too much food, too much wine, and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. And of course everyone freaked out when I revealed that Paul and David had been our best men- and then we had been *their* best men when they got unioned straight after us.

Today, though, was cleanup. Keir helped out a bunch, but now we have to unpack everything and dispose of a half ton of warm chicken sandwiches. Ugh.

Maybe a nap first.