Silversue’s Wedding
What a weekend! My face aches from beaming, and I’ve nearly lost my voice from talking so much.
Started with family arriving on Thursday, and the marquee at our village hall, so spent most of the day up there decorating . Also collected food for the Friday evening bash, and distributed it to neighbours who were preparing salads etc for me.
The wedding itself was on Friday, my daughter had given God his instructions, and it didn’t rain (she had bought me a silver umbrella and decorated it with burgundy flowers just in case.) When the cavalcade of 16 seater stretch Hummer for us and the immediate family, two coaches containing friends, neighbours, choir and keyboard, and the paparazzi car arrived at the Council Offices where the Register Office is, all the staff were hanging out the windows to watch!
Service was fantastic, we filled the Council Chamber, as there were about 100 of us, not a dry eye in the house, then back to the village hall for bubbly and a buffet. I think I got to bed just before midnight.
Saturday morning we re-decorated the hall and added more flowers to the marquee so that everything looked different. Managed to grab a brief snooze before starting again at 6.30. I decided to wear my wedding dress again, as some of the 150 guests hadn’t been to the service, so wouldn’t have seen it. Every woman has to be a Princess for a day, so I decided to be a Princess for 2 days! Big buffet, not done by me this time, and the disco guy was projecting pictures of the wedding, and pictures of the Happy Couple as children, on to the walls. I still cannot believe some of the things our Best Man got away with saying in his speech, I think he kept moving swiftly on before we fully realised what he’d said!
I threw my new husband completely by reading a poem that I had written, hankies out again. (I’m not a serious poet, but a dab hand at the odd silly ode). Oh, and fireworks at 11 in the lull of the rain.
Back to the hall on Sunday to clear up, and for our brilliant caterers to do breakfast for about 60, who were our visitors from outside the village who were staying with friends in the village, and their hosts. Highlight of this was my two grown-up children giving my new husband a Father’s day card. He has no children, so it was the first one he had ever received .
Now filling bottle banks, taking rubbish to the skip, returning glasses, and washing 20 tablecloths and heaven only knows how many teatowels.
If doing all of the above makes me sound like Superwoman, I hasten to add I live in a very supportive village, and we cater for 80-100 about 4 times a year, so are used to it!
A long soak in the bath and a very early night tonight I think.
I will try to find a site to posts some photos on, any ideas anyone?
As some of you may know, instead of asking for wedding presents, as we don’t need more stuff, we have asked for donations to 2 charities, mine being the BCC, so I’ll let you know later how much we raised.
Silversue