This is a lighthearted post. Please don’t read if you are easily offended.

I had some unfinished business to finish off at the Chelsea Registry Office, so to lighten my mood, I asked a passer-by to take this photo which I sent to my partner and called him on his phone: “You know I have your passport, don’t you?”

“Get to the point, Jac.”

“I registered for us to get married here next month.”

I held my breath, waiting for his scream or the sound of his head hitting the floor as he faints, but all I got was a terse, “What day?”

Eh??? It’s not fun anymore with him if I can’t wind him up. I realised then that it was pointless getting married because we are like an old boring couple with each other.

But in any event, it was a joyful place with people coming in to register their weddings and new babies ❤