and another one!

It's the 18th. We'd agreed to help some friends in Mt Macedon for the day and soon found ourselves at the cemetery, tidying up the gardens.In the afternoon some music started playing in the background and people started arriving, for what seemed to be a big picnic. With a sick feeling  I looked over at Trav - "We're supposed to be at our wedding!" Trav looked at me rather blankly so I ran to Mum's house yelling 'Mum! Everyone will be waiting! We have to be in Port Douglas! It's our wedding day!" I couldn't understand why no one had rung us as we should have arrived on the Tuesday - wasn't Michelle wondering where we were? Then I realised with great relief - it was only the 18th May.