I am now officially Mrs Writingale-Roberts!!! What a feeling! Does that make me officially middle-aged at the age of 24, now that I’m married? Do I need to start wearing Mom jeans and driving a Nissan Micra?? If so, bring it on! I love being Matt’s official woman. He wants me – forever! It was the most fepic day ever – even with the interference of the Dragon Mother. Despite global warming and the recent flooding, the sun was shining on us. I woke up with a bit of a headache ( or a pain in the arse, as the Dragon Mother insisted on sleeping in the same bed as me the night before – I think she was frightened I’d change my mind and dump her at the altar…) The morning went swimmingly – we weren’t getting hitched til 2 o’clock so there was plenty of time to sort hair, make-up and champagne! I made Dragon Mother go first with make-up (miracles permitting) as the first slot was 7.30am and I wanted an extra snooze. It took a while, but the make-up artist was amazing and manage