... and so, after Alice and I were - umm, yes, married, in a very quiet and lovely ceremony at home - and the B cat made an appearance, though not to us, and we drove off in the late afternoon sun to Laguna Beach for a couple of nights, I walked straight into a plate glass window by the door at the hotel and broke my nose. Yes, dear reader, I WAS sober at the time. The paramedics were all very kind and cheerful, Mission Hospital in Laguna has some very lovely nursing staff, and I coaxed some delightfully strong painkillers out of them, but this was emphatically not how we'd planned on spending the evening ... however, it is now beautifully soothing to have the sound of the waves outside.
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