On Wed, 04 Oct 2006 00:43:54 +0100, nowhere@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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>Calum <com.gmail@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
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>>nowhere@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
>>> Calum <com.gmail@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
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>>>> Anen wrote:
>>>>
>>>>> So how'd it all go? How many cops did it take to break up the
>>>>> reception? Any interesting disasters of the kind that would win big
>>>>> money on Funniest Home Videos?
>>>> No, the day itself went unerringly smoothly (and the reception was
done
>>>> by about 1am, it not being a proper Scottish wedding), it was just
the
>>>> arrangements that were a nightmare. (Brother who didn't come because
>>>> wife wouldn't let him because we didn't invite her psycho daughter,
>>>> father-in-law who didn't talk to us until the day itself because we
>>>> didn't like the waistcoat he wanted to wear, and that sort of thing.)
>>>
>>> I avoided all that kind of grief by not inviting any family to the
>>> wedding. (and I did the same when I got married the second time)
>>
>>Would have been easier, except I don't really have a plethora of friends
>>to start with, and most of those couldn't come anyway, so I had to make
>>up the numbers somehow! (As it was, most of my side of the church was
>>made up of my mother's schoolfriends and ex-cow-orkers, who I wouldn't
>>know from Adamski...)
>
>At my first wedding, there were 10 people. Just as well really - the
>Registry Orifice in Peterculter is tiny.
>
>At my second wedding, there were also 10 (not the same 10).
>
>Saved a fortune. Didn't have that array of ridiculous hats, s****ted
>by distant relatives who you only ever see at weddings.
>No family arguments.
>
>Both weddings were really enjoyable.
At my first wedding, there were 20 or 30 people. I don't remember the
split between 'mine' and 'his'. Service was at the university's
Catholic chapel, and reception was at the university town's "good"
restaurant. Paid for in large part by my parental units[1][2].
At my second wedding, there were many guv'mint bureaucrats[3]. But
later on, my landlord (who was working the photo dept. at a local
store) took us to the neighbor with the lovely garden and made for us
many wonderful wedding photos. And my then-boss, upon learning the
reason for my absence the day earlier, put together a wonderful
wedding-reception luncheon at a find local eatery with as many friends
as he could grab at short notice.
At my third wedding [4] there were 30-or-so friends-and-relatives. In
fact, we were able to deputize one of my sisters to be our wedding
official. :-) Reception was dinner at a good local Mexican (sorta')
restaurant.
All my weddings were really enjoyable. And my third marriage is
really enjoyable. *g*
[1] "Eeeek! We have five daughters' weddings to deal with. Thank
deities this one's not planning something expen$ive!"
[2] "Thank deities that this Seriously Weird Female Child of our has
really found someone to marry!" (said with parental affection but
genuine concern) [7]
[3] The immigration lawyer said that he didn't care what other
festivites we had planned, but for paperwork purposes the Orange
County Courthouse would get him the do***ents in good time.
[4] Three's the charm! :-D [5]
[5] SimonP says that doesn't translate over to RightPondia. Us
LeftP'ies have the saying that it takes three tries to get things
right. Ergo "Threes's the charm".
[6] Yeah, right.
Odd [7] who managed to morph being Seriously Weird into being yer
stereotypical techno-geek ...
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