A few years ago, I got married. Yeah, I know. I'm as surprised as you are. Seriously, how could someone be talked into spending the rest of their life putting up with me? It's insane.
Thankfully, she said 'yes', which created a whole raft of other problems, as anyone who has had to organise a wedding will tell you. One of those small details (and believe me, there are sooooooooo many damn little details) was to sort out balloons.
My then-betrothed lived in South Melbourne, on Dorcas Street. (Seriously, if you live in the suburbs, hook up with someone from the city, you'll save yourself a fortune in taxi fares) We had decided that we'd need balloons of a certain colour, so my lovely fiance took me down to this place. Now I don't know what makes someone think that they'll start a career in balloons and associated equipment, but I'm glad they did. We found exactly what we needed, it was priced reasonably and the person assisting us was great.
Seriously, it was the easiest part of the weddng to arrange. read more