Two Weddings

Medieval themed wedding involved dressing up (I so dont need to wear tights in public). Fortunately eBay came to mine and many other peoples rescue. An open top bus collected us from Torquay and took an hour and a half to do the 15 miles to Haldon Belvedere.


Fortunately the medieval theme wasnt carried through to blood, filth and smells, or nasty, brutish, and short, common epithets about medieval life, but was pleasant and champagne filled.




The day after was a more conventional affair involving suits and ties but was equally wonderful. Having kidded the groom about the amount of practice he has had at weddings, I nearly got sent home to smarten up a little.

Four lovely friends tying the knot in civil ceremonies, and lots of enquiries about ourselves. Seems unlikely given the current state of affairs. Why would the ever lovely M want to marry a floating depressive confidence-free idiot? Especially as I seem to keep upsetting her: today she took the train to Dawlish Warren to collect the car, despite protests that our friends had promised to come round this morning to give us a lift back to pick it up, but because of my nagging, she went anyway. Said friends arrived shortly after she left.