Things have been a little crazy over the past few weeks at home. Real crazy. You see, we are gearing up for my sisters wedding, the first of my sibblings to tie the knot. Tomorrow, 'Elissa May Dance' becomes 'Elissa Ellis'. I find both names quite amusing really. At least I will always remain 'Will John Dance'.

There have been the usual drama's with the brides dress, fittings for the bridesmaids, organising venues, marque hire, and all the other 'wedding-related' stuff. Crazy.

But on the light side, I have been asked to do a speech at the wedding, on behalf of the kids in our family. Which gives me a prime example to talk to over 100 guests about Brendans fishing exploits, and about how he couldn't catch a single fish, even though he had been fishing since 5am, and rather than go home empty handed, he took 2 little fish from an old Chinese man to look good. Well, goodish.

There is something biblical to be said about the 5 loaves and 2 small fish that Brendan brought us that day.

Well, I shall keep you posted.