Ok, so I wore the dress. I decided that it was just too nice a dress to take back to the shop and besides I chucked a black vest under there which defused the cleavage problem a bit. Although by the end of the night I needn't have bothered as I was a bit too tipsy to care what my breasts were doing. 
It was a lovely wedding - got some ideas for my own do. Starting to get excited by ours hopefully some of the people that came to the wedding yesterday will be able to make it over to NI. I hardly knew anybody there so I was feeling awkward for most of it - the damn whisky shandies weren't having any effect whatsoever - but I relaxed maybe an hour before the end and managed to get the fella up for last dance.....he definitely needs lessons.
Some dickhead thought that a great conversation starter was to discuss the IRA with me. At a wedding. Lets just say he spent the rest of the time talking to my back.
Saw some pic's of my nephew. He's got really dark eyes (unless that was just the lighting) but he's very cute and little. I bought him a tigger outfit that comes with a tigger hat with ears. I'd like to think this is babys first party outfit! 
