I just got married. Not just then, if I just got married then I’d be eating cake and drinking champagne, not writing a blog post. I got married less than a month ago though, to Rebecca McGuire, whose name is now Rebecca Granfield. In the spirit of modernity I offered for us to both change our names to Rematta McField, but she refused because she is old fashioned. I like that about her. We went to Italy on our honeymoon and had a big fight in Pompeii and decided that we should have a project together so we would love each other more instead of looking at history. I thought she was going to suggest we learn to dance or garden or something, which I wasn’t too fussed about, but we decided our project would be a blog about being newlyweds. Rebecca is piss funny and I love her so I said it was a good idea. It’s called The Granfields and our first post is about when Rebecca ate Weet-Bix in bed on our wedding night. That was my idea. The next post will be about our fight in Pompeii and then we’ll write about being newlyweds. I’m not sure what that entails, but we’ve got heaps of wine left over from the wedding reception so it should be pretty entertaining if nothing else.