Ben is in the photo but he is blurry and I chopped his head off. I do stuff like that.
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CHARLOTTE & BEN | PREVIEW [OF SORTS]
This is Charlotte. She married one of my best friends. They are in love: they kiss and hold hands...and stuff.
Ben is in the photo but he is blurry and I chopped his head off. I do stuff like that.
Ben is in the photo but he is blurry and I chopped his head off. I do stuff like that.
Fruit and Veg
Yep, I'm that weirdo taking photos in the fruit and veg store.
Last weekend, we hung out with a couple of food heads. Ben and Char specialise in things containing sugar. These guys have sweetness dripping off their fingertips and it shows in their deserts.
Kesh doesn’t really have a specialty. Food is her thing. All of it. And me? I’m awesome at eating.
In Fairy Meadow (shout outs to Rose and Bren) there is probably the most mental grocer I’ve ever been to. You want potatoes? How about seven different breeds? (I settled for washed chat spuds at 60c/kilo). If you want escargot, German sausage, lamb necks and (literally) everything in between, Leisure Coast Fruit and Veg is the spot.
Less Hummer, More Mustang
Things do change. They do.
Ben and I, we had a talk about it and realised that things for us have changed. A few years ago, we wanted the flashy things in life. Hummers on twenty six inch rims and white mansions on the beach. For reals.
Luckily, we both met ladies with more taste than us. Less Hummer and more old school Mustang.
We spent Saturday in Berry. It's this whole other town, miles from Werri. It's a cool place but it's not too cool, if you know what I mean.
Ben and I, we had a talk about it and realised that things for us have changed. A few years ago, we wanted the flashy things in life. Hummers on twenty six inch rims and white mansions on the beach. For reals.
Luckily, we both met ladies with more taste than us. Less Hummer and more old school Mustang.
We spent Saturday in Berry. It's this whole other town, miles from Werri. It's a cool place but it's not too cool, if you know what I mean.
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Christopher McCandless is a kid who left everything he knew, everything he had. He was looking for something in life. Something more, I guess. He travelled into the wilderness, alone. And that's the way he died.
His last journal entry had one line in it that has stayed with me. "Happiness only real when shared".
He was right.
Ben found Charlotte, or Charlotte found Ben. It doesn't matter. Maybe they found each other. After spending this weekend with them, I know they have real happiness. How do I know? I was there the day Ben was born...and this is the happiest I've ever seen him.
His last journal entry had one line in it that has stayed with me. "Happiness only real when shared".
He was right.
Ben found Charlotte, or Charlotte found Ben. It doesn't matter. Maybe they found each other. After spending this weekend with them, I know they have real happiness. How do I know? I was there the day Ben was born...and this is the happiest I've ever seen him.
The Slideshow And Video - Ben and Charlotte
This should be the last Ben and Charlotte post. I must look a little possessed.
Ben and Charlotte
Best friends are rare. Best friends who last a lifetime even more so.
The man who married Ben and Charlotte asked me how long I’d been a friend of Ben. ‘From the day he was born’ I replied. ‘I was in the next room as a three month old’. And so it began.
A gentleman and a beautiful girl made the best of days together.
I told Ben and Char I’d try to put together a video of the day. I found myself wanting to take photos and took these in between filming so don’t judge too harshly. Hope you like…
Referencing J. Peterson...
Ben and Charlotte held their reception at The Vaucluse House.
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