it's wrong.. (though Ive spent most of the time chatting to mates on other *facebook* places.. ) my wedding was about a grand all in all. what a waste.. could have have gone off on me hols and shagged a French bloke...
Or you could head northwards and get together with one of those cold and frosty Finnish boys named Paavo or Heikki. I hear once you get passed the reindeer meat and snowboard wax they're as rampant as... a Spaniard. Without the oil.