Kathy's son Josh got married last weekend. This is us headed to the wedding. The church was a quaint little church in Shirley, Ma with an Irish Priest that was a hoot. The reception was at Gibbet Hill Restaurant in Groton Ma. It was a fantastic day. Everything was perfect. If I had a picture of the bride and groom I'd share that too, but I was the attendant for the "Mother of the Groom". Which means I held the Kleenex, purse, hors d'oeuvres and replenished the wine when needed. I don't know who Pinky Blinders is but I'm not him.
Congratulations to Kathy and you! Glad to hear you had a fantastic day.
In your cap, you do resemble the fictional Irish gypsy gang in Birmingham, England called the
Peaky Blinders. This is an excellent Netflix series that Sherry and I enjoyed.
