A Tart's Boudoir

HAPPY ST DAVID'S DAY
I don't know how serious shoppers do it, but after a day in Chester I was fit for nothing. I think I must be slightly allergic to the whole retail thing because when we got home, I had a low grade temperature. Thankfully affable despot Jason had kindly  delivered some coal ( remember the Berlingo is " resting" at a garage in St Asaph) so after getting the cottage all warm, I fed the dogs and then went to bed at 8 pm which is unheard of in these parts.
( btw Chris' new wedding haircut IS very impressive!)
Today I feel miles better, so as the dogs and Albert have their lie in, I thought I would share some wedding details with the blog.
Did I tell anyone that I was getting married?

Anyhow, we get married in the registry office in Llandudno.
For those that dont know Llandudno is the only Victorian seaside town in North Wales which has survived the modern day lust for foreign holiday breaks and still remains a popular destination for Brits seeking a bit of " bracing sea air"
The town boasts a pier, a wide and pretty Promenade and Victorian tram which takes visitors up the great Orme, which is a huge peninsular of Limestone which dominates the town.

It's all very........well........nice!
We have twenty eight guests. Chris ' entire family (Mum, Dad, brother, sister in law, nephew, Uncle, Aunt and Cousin ) are coming up from Kent and my family  ( sisters and sister in law, bros in law, nephews & partners, great niece and matriarch Aunt Judy) will be coming over from the most part from just down the coast. In addition we have a nice selection of friends " jetting in" from such  cosmopolitan places as Sheffield, Manchester, Snowdonia and just to be that extra Showbiz, ....from JAPAN!
( Hello magazine take note!)
Chris' witness is his brother Jon. My witness will be my best friend Nuala . Our dear friend and fashionista John H (Bel Ami ) will be " performing " the reading at the wedding........he is wonderfully suited to this sort of thing as he has the stage delivery and cheekbones of Marlene Dietrich
( in her latter years)
After the deed is done, we shall all pop off for a meal at our favourite restaurant at Osborne
House....which does somewhat resemble a " tarts boudoir"
My sisters have been busy beavering away behind the scenes with flowers, favours and other such titivating bits...which is a real treat......its those kind of attention to detail that makes the day a special one

Everything has been organised, so the only thing now to do is to prepare my speech, sort out dog babysitters and make a collection of umbrellas as it looks as though its going to be a wet day!

is there anything else we've forgotten?

I'm sure one of you will prompt me!

Hey ho