MY JOB HERE IS DONE.

Gentlemen that's it. This is my last post.
Thank you for all your help and participation. It's been an awesome 6 months and thank you all for your love for Wiz. I only have one more thing to say.I want to wish the new Mr and Mrs Wisdom eternal happiness. And love from Sydney.

Oh one last thing - outstanding fines 

- but maybe we'll save them.

THE (EX) BEST MAN.

THE NIGHT.

The boys looking smooth.

Then the buffet opens.

Wes and little Wes.

Ricey and the Water pistol.

Flair those nostrils.

Heres looking at you.

Looking at you.

Looking at us.

Dancing queen.

Joined by a few others.

Bounce bounce bounce.

Oh yeah.

That was fun.

THE BEST MAN.

OOOOOOOO A LITTLE KISS.

Hello there.

The move in.

Bugger missed.

Try again.

Damn, missed again.

Sod it, how about a cuddle.

THE BEST MAN.

THE FIRST DANCE.

You spin me.....

Right round baby.......

Right round.....

Round round round round................................

The adoring crowd.

THE BEST MAN.

GRUB TIME.

A few words about Mr & Mrs.

Wizzo having the room eating out of his hand.

The Best Man's turn. 

A bit of a surprise, Big Wiz saying a few words.

Cake time.

THE BEST  MAN.

WAS THIS LEE AND LISA (THE WEDDING NEXT DOOR).

Where is Lisa?

She's in bubble on wheels.

She's wearing a meringue.

Time for Lee.

And now it's time for my opposite number.

I can't believe Fi missed out on the orange bridesmaids outfits.

And a maid of honour (who goes for a grope).

Ahh little fat people.

Oh dear.

THE BEST MAN.

PHOTO OPS.

Football wall.

Da boys.

Da girls.

Confetti.

Big grins.

The Baby faced Assasin.

Going  for the shot.

Fire.

Missed.

THE BEST MAN.