Author Archives: Phillip Allen
“We should even be able to find you a red telephone box,” Jon informed me enthusiastically as we walked through the streets of St. Albans (which is indeed in Hertfordshire, not Sussex as the title of this post might suggest I thought to be the case; he and Nicola will marry in the latter county…
7.00am – Wake up. Katie & Tom’s wedding day was somewhat akin to 24. Except without the guns, rogue devices and underscoring elements of the not so gentle. And the gaping logical plot flaws. There was none of that on Katie & Tom’s wedding day. It all made perfect sense really, especially when it came…
Katie first came across me during the summer of 2010 on Twitter, where by definition I’m a wittier soul than on my blog, what with the brevity of a 140 character restriction to messages. She and Tom had met in London and had moved together to Melbourne – I’m sure not as instantaneously as the…
