Story
Our story began in the mountains of Meribel, France, in 2016. We were sharing a chalet, and things didn't start too smoothly as Kathryn, one of the southern contingent, accused Andrew and his friends of stealing the southerners alcohol!! "GET OUTTA MAAA PAB" Kath excalimed! How dare she! Over the coming days, and over endless bottles of red wine during 'dinner / tea', the early accusations turned into a friendly but banterous atmosphere. Oh, and it also helped when the missing alcohol turned up in the kitchen alcholol fridge, I mean to be fair to Kath, who would have thought to look in there!! As we parted ways, and if you ask for Doggy's exotic version of events, he will spin a tale of tears on the lads minibus home; however, rest assured that this was not the case and the groom held his composure.
Following the trip we arranged to meet up again and our first date (meal/drinks in Leigh) turned into a drum and bass party in Liverpool! It was at this point that the groom knew he had found the one. Andrew invited himself on Anne-Maries trip around south-east Asia and Japan, and the rest, as they say.... is history.