I'd write in more depth but I can't, because our parade was well and truly rained on afterwards and it sucked all the joy out of the experience. Although very soon after that, notintheseheels and I ran into Nathan on the stairs and he stopped to thank us for coming, thereby giving us a chance to tell him how fantastic they are, which ended up with him giving both of us a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. That helped a lot.
Thank god for notintheseheels. Time spent talking with her is precious and comparatively sane, and when you consider that time spent talking with her occasioned the icon for this post, you can see that's saying something. I hate Cambridge. I really hate it.
I'm still not reading LiveJournal. E-mail me if there's anything I need to know.