October 06, 2003
Here comes the bride
I like a nice wedding but that Mandy is crazy marrying the Gay Hussar still it takes all sorts. The music was very pleasant (in the Music Room of W S Gilbert's house. I was going to ask them to play Alone Again Naturally and Claire but thought better of it. Especially that last one!)
Do read on:
It is a recent wedding reception custom to put hopeless knick-knacks on the table to amuse the guests when they have finished talking about the Bride and Groom behind their backs - you know, I bet that corset is tight, how many of his ex's are in the congregation (or up the duff) etc.. I am pleased to report that this reception went to new lows with wedding trivia boxes complete with endless spelling mistakes and shite questions. Great stuff!
The food was mountainous:
Unfortunately I only learnt later on that the heart shaped thing I stuck in the top was actually a sparkler as I would have been obliged to set light to it whilst stuck in the largest Yorkshire Pudding seen this side of Geoffrey Boycott's backside. It's also customary to leave disposable cameras around for your guests to take pictures of their private parts and the toilets etc.. The trouble is most people spend all evening snapping and not talking. Maybe they were camera shy and were hiding.
