On the evening of the 7th of July 2012 it was time to P.A.R.T.Y...................or so I thought.
All geared up to get her as drunk as possible, Racheals female relatives and close friends gathered to celebrate the coming of her Marriage to Tim. Yes, it was her Hen night! Finally, a chance to get Racheal drunk by forcing her to stay at her own party. Her usual magic disappearing act at 10pm was definitely not allowed on this occasion! That was until Racheal sprung the news on me! Pregnant! Wow! It didn't take too long for my disappointment in not being able to get her drunk to diminish. The excitement kicked in and we whispered baby stories with the few hens that knew, whilst swapping our empties with her glasses of wine so people didn't catch on during the do. Racheal is renowned for being sensible, so it was easy to feign a migraine, refrain from drinking copious amounts of alcohol, and then get to bed earlier than expected. Still extremely excited though!
Racheal and Tim were wed on the 28th July. A glorious occasion, with the finest weather and far too many guests to count. Racheal looked 'radiant' with not a hint of a bump. No one noticed the non alcoholic drinks she was consuming and the day passed without a glitch.
The honeymoon followed. I'm told Racheal moaned about the heat and Racheal told me, in detail, how wonderful the washrooms were, having spent most of her time in them! A romantic getaway don't you agree?!
Nevertheless, the setting was perfect!
It wasn't until just over a month later that I received this...
Racheal, Tim, their nearest and their dearest would now see the world in a different light, changed forever. This is where I'm hoping the fairytale begins.
Now is the time to tell you that Racheal has no idea I've started her blog for her. We discussed it over a cup of tea today and she told me she hadn't the time to set it up. I'm hoping she'll carry this on. I couldn't think of a better ambassador for the syndrome in which baby Chappo has been diagnosed. Rach...I'll leave it with you.
