Summer of love.

This summer, actually the rest of this year, is rather intensely populated by weddings to be attended. This includes one in Berkely on 14th August, which I had been rather geared up and excited about. At least, excited until I checked the date.

You see, I have this unshakable work commitment to a summer club-thing that runs until lunchtime on the 13th August, which means there is no way I can find to physically get to California in time for the wedding, and if it was managable then I would be slightly the worse for wear after the flight.