Thank you for all your lovely messages. OJ, thanks for the tip off re the widow-hunters. How bloody low can some people get?
Can't believe it is nearly a week since I last posted (God, I sound like I am in confessional or the AA or something!). Time is just going so quickly. Too quickly. Soon it will be our 5th wedding anniversary. I am dreading it. It was without doubt the best day of my life - having my two babies certainly stood out as wonderful, but rather painful too. Our wedding day was fantastic from beginning to end. Richard always said there was no such thing as perfect - our wedding day disproved that. I know someone asked further up the thread for me to describe it, so I will 
We got married in Stratford-upon-Avon at the beginning of June '06. We used a lovely hotel just outside Stratford as our base and then from there we went to the registry office to get married. I was in a car with my dad, Richard went separately with his best man and all our guests - for this part of the day just immediate family and a handful of very close friends - travelled in an old Charabanc bus (in fact, this is likely to be the very one!!).
It was a hot, hot day. The previous few weeks had been awful, just horrible, wet weather, but the sun made an appearance the day before and on our wedding day it was bright sunshine and about 27 degrees. We had a very simple exchange of vows in the registry office, just R's sister sang. Then we all boarded the bus, fought our way through Stratford on a Saturday lunchtime (think lots & lots of tourists took photos) and travelled to the river where we then boarded a boat. We had a lovely trip down river for a couple of hours. Lots of champagne, Pimms and canapes. R had organised the music and it was just fantastic (lots of Sinatra and Sam Cook, leading to funkier stuff like St Germain as we got closer to our venue). Richard loved music. It was part of him.
We arrived at a great pub on the banks of the Avon, met the rest of our guests and just had the best party ever. There was a magician and a caricaturist and a great, chilled jazzy-bluesy band. There was champagne and canapes and then we had a really, really good wedding breakfast. You all know I like my food...well, this was planned down to a T and all seasonal, local produce cooked perfectly. We then surprised all of our guests when we went to cut the cake with a Brazilian Samba Band playing and dancing us in! I have to say, looking back at the photos, some of the costumes were very risqué, but everyone especially the men seemed to love it.
So we carried on partying until a car took R & me down to Gatwick at about 11pm. We went to St Lucia for our honeymoon.
I loved our wedding. It was fun. Everyone had a great time. There was no side or any of those nasty little vendetta things that happen at some weddings. It was just lovely and relaxed and a great big party! Oh, the DJ was pretty crap (so maybe R was right about the perfect thing). We had a Bob Marley ft Lauren Hill track for our first dance - Turn your lights down low.
So, in just over 2 weeks I am going to have to face our first anniversary on my own. Think it's going to be a tough one.
I'm still forging ahead with stuff. Trying to get 2 or 3 things done each day.
The girls are doing just great. They're happy and full of fun. We say 1...2...3...Good morning daddy each morning and then do the same when we say goodnight to him at bedtime. During the day we probably say hello to him once or twice 