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I have written a recount about my parents wedding. Hope you enjoy.

      The Wedding

Shot aie johnny.

It was the day of the wedding october the 15th. Me and my Brother Josh were getting ready for the Wedding.

VVVVV watt tatata,Jamie started The red rose it proulded like leopard it echoed through the valley it cracked like a whip  It stunned me like a mullet.

The   V8 ss commodore. We got out the driveway and we were gone. 180 ks going down the Ohaeawai straits. It was like being in a luxurious bullet. We arrived, the doors popped open like a can of  sprite.

We emerged from the beast and entered Paheke lodge. Half and hour later, my mum was a Clayden. We headed home and the party started. I brought out all the platters.  A little while later the 12 hour slow cooked lamb was on the table.

I chucked some of the succulent tenderized meat that was dowsed in rosemary on my plate. The potatoes were swimming in a pool of gravy.

I watched the meat absorb the gravy like sponge in a bath. The salt and pepper trickled over the meat like freshly fallen snow.

I put some of the top class meat on my fork the gravy dripped through the fork like water though loose spouting. I put the lamb in my mouth and it crumbled like freshly baked cookies. The rosemary crunched like walking over  loose gravel.

My mum and dad where happy I was  happy everyone was happy ,What a weekend.