Well this is it chaps and chapesses. Today's the day Pen and I finally tie the knot, make everything official and get wedded.

I'd like to say that I shall no longer be young, free and single, but in truth, my youth disappeared a long time ago - although compared to some, I've managed to weather the storm of life pretty well and don't look like a bloke in his fifties. Plus, I've not been free and single since 13th July 1987, which is when Pen and I first got together - and that was by choice.

I suppose we should have done this a long time ago, but well, you know, we didn't want to rush into anything.

So at some point shortly after four-thirty this afternoon in a little registry office somewhere in Dorset, Pen will become Mrs. Nick B and all that entails.

We're both looking forward to it and in a break with tradition, we will not be jetting off to warmer climes on our honeymoon, but buggering off to our French house for a fortnight. Sadly, knowing Pen, this will not be a relaxing break, but an opportunity for her to get the whip out (metaphorically speaking) and get me doing loads of DIM (Do It Myself) jobs prior to our permanent move there on the 1st of May.

From Some point on Saturday, I will have to disconnect the computer, as it serves as our TV in Froggy land (having a TV card, which is handy, but I'm determined to buy a TV along with a Blu-Ray home cinema system and a washing machine some time during our stay), as well as having Blender on for 3D design of the house (I have already created a 3D model and we've decorated it in various different styles, most of which will have to be scrapped due to not having the funds for such ambitious ideas), so will be off-line for the duration.

In the meantime, you're all put on notice not to piss Erin or the gang off in my absence or I will be sorely vexed with you all.

Until such time,

Nick B