I’ve been missing from the caves for a while, but I do have what I think is a reasonable excuse…
I got married!
Yes, the monsters let me out so that I could tie the knot with Kirsty (although check out Deathspoon the Destroyer disguised as a little girl at our feet, there to make sure I didn’t make a run for it).
I wasn’t the only author released for the event; Barry Hutchison was there, too. I think the monsters may have been torturing him later in the evening however, as he began to screech and wail to an Elvis Presley karaoke number…
A wonderful day was had by all, and I even managed to sneak a mention of werewolves, witches and vampires into my groom’s speech!
Tommy
24/09/2010 at 5:54 pm Permalink
As you can see, I really got into the part by gaining three stone. That’s method acting that.
*Throws chocolate in bin*
27/09/2010 at 8:12 pm Permalink
Congrats Tommy! Sounds like a wonderful day. Hope you’re having a lovely holiday in the honeymoon cave (slightly less slime on the walls and and extra-thick rock for a pillow – the monsters really know how to provide a luxury service).
ELVIS HUTCHISON! PUT YOUR HANDS ON YOUR HEAD AND STEP AWAY FROM THE DEEP_FRIED PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY SANDWICH!
28/09/2010 at 11:10 am Permalink
You scrubbed up quite well for a bloke who’d been stuck in a Bleurghfaster the Grorp’s armpit for three weeks previously. The mini monster was very menacing, though. I weep for missing Baz’s King of Rock ‘n’ Roll moment. With relief.
Congratulations to you and your lovely wife! xx
29/09/2010 at 10:02 am Permalink
Lovely photos Tommy! Congrats on escaping the dingy depths of the caves for the day!