Jackson, how the bloody hell are ya? We’re up in at the moment. You won’t believe the weather, it’s an absolute . Long time hey? We found ya through and thought we’d say g’day.

Been waiting yonks to tell ya this, but we finally put a damn ring on it! Consider this an invite, feel free to bring ya cameras too. It's gonna be going down on .

To:
Jackson Grant
Melbourne, VIC
Australia

We’re freakin’ useless at the blower, but if you wanna tag along, our digits are . We also just signed up to some electronic mail thing? Have a yarn with us over there instead I reckon, our email is .

Noticed ya did video too nowadays. Fair dinkum? Reckon we’re after . Couple other things you might wanna know are:

Anyway matey, we’re off like a prawn in the sun. Seeya round like a rissole. Catcha. Hooroo. Ciao for now. Righto. Cheerio. Tata. Bye for now.

Love,
&

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Want a slice of me at this throwdown? Scroll down n' get typing. Oh and double check your email address!

Otherwise, always down for a yarn or an email.

Here's me at my first wedding.

Embrace the triple chins, Grandma with her iPad, Groomsmen copying speeches from Google, cuppla champas, runny mascara, joyous hurrahs, socks and sandals, forgetting the Kleenex, no more Ed Sheeran, bridesmaids fainting, and a whole lotta smoochies.

Embrace the triple chins, Grandma with her iPad, Groomsmen copying speeches from Google, cuppla champas, runny mascara, joyous hurrahs, socks and sandals, forgetting the Kleenex, no more Ed Sheeran, bridesmaids fainting, and a whole lotta smoochies.