B is for Burton

Left work early last night to pick up the hire-clothes I'm wearing for Laetitiapaul's wedding next week. Tried it on when I got home. Looked in the mirror. Managed to get my laughter under control about a half hour later.

Oh yeah, we are going to look good. I'll try to post some photos on my return to the country, but that's reliant on my camera not messing me around. The way it's been acting recently, it's not likely.