Elvis is still in the building

5am on guitar - the Elvis wig
could be anywhere

Elaine & Mat's fantastic wedding party kept going longer than any in the venue's history, and I was the last out of the bar. Moniek had to help me up the stairs, but it had nothing to do with chemotherapy.

My vision was blurred and wobbly the whole of the following day. Amidst all the confusion I'd managed to put two pairs of contact lenses in by mistake.

Mum & dad returned to Northern Ireland this morning, and the other happy couple are now on honeymoon.

I'll be kicking around for the next 3 weeks before I head back to Singapore. Anyone fancy a pint?