Everything here is a contribution toward the thing it names rather than a purchase of it.
Nobody is buying us a hotel room. The amounts are all made up, so change them to whatever suits you.
There is also a wishing well at The Terrace on the night, if you would rather do it the old fashioned way.
It's a strange feeling setting this up. We don't expect anything other than your great friendships and loving personalities.
Thank you. We will think of you when we get there.
A night on the clifftop at Cape Weligama
A night on the beach at Pasikuda
Two nights up in the tea hills at Ella
Sundowners on the sand, every night for eleven days
The tuk tuk Doug is convinced he can drive
The art fund: one enormous red print to fight the couch
The barbecue we have been discussing for some time
A lamp, so we can find the soda water at night
A very small pair of shoes
Their first DJ set
A year of Claude, so they can do their own homework
The pram fund
Geoff's retirement fund
Millie finally finishing her reformer pilates instructor course
Doug's vinyl collection, which he insists is an investment
