Matrimonial fears: unfounded
As promised.
Labels: holy shit we're married
All the people I love are here; all the people I love are drunk
Here we are, on the other side of getting married. Feels good so far!
The day before the wedding was tense, and I spent the day in an extremely anxious state. I won’t go into detail but put it this way, I spent the whole day cursing why we hadn’t just got married abroad.
The wedding day itself went without a hitch – apart from my mobile phone going missing for a few hours (dropped in the back of the cab following the ceremony, recovered later in the day). Our wedding meal was superb. I made an off-the-cuff quip in our short speech about having eaten so much that I couldn’t wait to get out of my control pants, which made everybody fall about laughing (unintentional humour is a speciality of mine). Everyone appeared to have a good time, even those who have had real troubles recently. My Mum was cock-a-hoop and was on excellent form all day.
Sister #4 and
Small Monkey #3 had spent the day before making us a wedding sponge cake, which was a lovely gesture. I was given a horseshoe by
Sister #2, which used to be attached to my Dad’s shed (she spent two days sanding the rust off it).
Our short post-wedding break (I struggle with the term honeymoon) was lovely and took in some of the best bits of Dorset. On Saturday night, we whooped it up in Central London with 130 mates until the early hours, which was absolutely brilliant. I had the best time and feel very lucky that we both have such a great set of friends.
I hope to post some pics of the happy times soon.
Labels: weddinged