He was a mild mannered engineer. Polite fellow, well kept room, eager smile. It wasn’t his fault that he had to spend half a year in the dorm room opposite mine.
I decided he was too “nice”, so I decided to give him a much more masculine, fear inspiring name. Poochy would do just nicely!
Reborn into a new level of danger, the pooch became an automatic chick magnet, succeeding, just before his return to Tasmania, in winning the attention of one Jackie (Jacqui? K works much better for me!) Brown. The fact that she shares a name with a Tarantino movie meant that she had automatic credibility with yours truly.
So it’s two years later & the Pooch now officially has a Mrs Pooch! The Jury is still out re: whether she inherits the name “Mrs Pooch” or maintains “Jackie Brown”. It’s line-ball at the moment…
Anyway, in other news, I just had my last ever lecture for my Bth. I also handed in my last assignment & now I stand 2 exams (5 essays) away from graduation. What a crazy world!
Jackie made the dress herself! It was pretty darn cool!
What an awesome cake!
That is indeed an amazing dress!
Well, the ‘small christian world’ syndrome has struck again! So lovely to see wedding pix of Jackie! We hung out together at a wedding (of Adam&Liz Burke) a few years ago (and at a few other do’s after). Congrats! And lovely pix š
Any idea what the crazy times ahead hold?
I can’t believe it took me this long to get back to this comment. Yeah, It looks like I am going to the Central coast! Wyoming Parish. Should be VERY interesting, and a lot of fun (not to mention lots of hard work too, I am sure…)