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Ok.......no more wedding talk we've done it to death....which is a shame as I had well over 5,500 pageviews yesterday! ( suffice to say that I am adding more photos to testerday's blog when they come in for those die hard wedding fans)
We spent Friday night at the luxurious Bodysgallen Hall ( above) and today I realised we had returned to some normality when on the beach, after being faced with a Welsh Terrier with a particularly smelly and tenacious clingon, Chris suggested I gave it a good scrub with my woolly hat dipped in seawater
Did I use my hat as an informal bum wiper?
Well you know me.........

Wedding Photos

My favourite photo

The wedding started at 5pm. Everyone turned up on time . Old friend John made the reading " love is like owning a dog" come alive a little......so much so the Registar asked for a copy of it
Sorrel and Charlotte ( chris' sister In Law) joking 

Chris making me laugh at the ring thing


Confetti on the Town Hall Steps

A vintage 1960 coach picked the guests up after the ceremony for a quick jaunt up the Promenade


Nuala and me 

Centre is Jim ( Nuala's husband) loved the blue suit



My ststers had decorated the tables at Osborne House with Scottie favours, and underwater flowers with floating candles.....it all looked bloody lovely
I have more family and friends photos to add to these below!

The tables



Laughing at the speeches


Jim and old friend Mike




Leo ( Chris' nephew) & Janet ( twin sister)


Izzy . Chris and my mother in law

Judy, jayne and Ann




My nephew Chris parter Rebecca and my great neice Ellie


Nuala and Bel Ami and wife Bev

I made a rather emotional speech 

 Chris' brother Jon made a wonderfully funny speech in which he managed to mention Winnie's fanny cloth

Jo and Sorrel 

Old friend Bev


Me and Nu...nu made a cracking speech as " best woman" which celebrated gay marriage and our 26 years of friendship together 
She also managed to get a load of irish nuns into the story

My sisters and matriarch auntie judy 



My sister and her family 

C

 Chris embarrassed at his brother's revelations

Nu

Mr & Mr Burton-Gray

Just waiting for the rest of the photos to be sent to us
But I thought I 'd post a teaser!
Suffice to say that it was a perfect day
It couldn't have been bettered

Hey Ho

Just about to leave the cottage
All pink and clean
Wish me luck

What Goes Around


I'm off to bed shortly, but I wanted to share something
Ive just been to my sister's house for a meal with both sisters, bros in law and sister in law. My closest family.
My sisters had arranged a surprise for me.
"Something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue."
The new was a crisp white hankie
The borrowed a pen
The blue was a wonderful Scottie key ring
And the old....
Well the old brought tears to my eyes...as I thought it had gone forever some thirty years ago

The "old" was my grandmother's wedding ring


Personal Grooming and other pre wedding stuff


Now, This may not surprise any of you, when I say that I am not known for my fastidious personal grooming habits. Now, let's get something clear here......I bathe daily and never wear dirty undies two days in a row, so I don't smell like a two week old half eaten pork pie!, but I have to concede that the choice of Chris' array of facial moisturisers do leave me somewhat perplexed after I've given my chops a quick rub down with a soapy flannel.
Today, I going to make an effort.
I have my face pack organised. My hair conditioner ready ( conditioner! What the f*~k is conditioner?) and intend to give my nether regions a good scrub with something abrasive a bit later!
Gawd all this intensive grooming lark!
Its a bleeding palaver! But I am seriously convinced that I shall look neat and presentable before the sun sets tomorrow night.
I understand there are some sceptics out there... ( next door neighbour John did give me a short lecture about not kneeling down in my wedding pants this morning).....put for once in my life I shall look the part

Chris has left me with the dogs and Albert this morning with strict instructions not to eat anything fluid in 24 hours. It may have been easier and cleaner for someone to pass a nasogastric tube on me....

YP's wedding card....the wag!

Today we've been showered with gifts and cards and best wishes, and its been ever so slightly
overwhelming and rather humbling. Thank you bloggers, friends , villagers and family alike......
I am now off for a relaxing soak in the tub!.....but before I go..I just need to thank Sarah for her telegram....she has won the telegram competition




Disaster in Ambridge



For 15 minutes this morning, I wandered around Trelawnyd in a bit of a daze. I didn't notice Gay Gordon's Welsh Flag still flying in front of his and Big Mary's bungalow ( a sign that he's still in residence) and I only took my earphones off when Barbara Parry bellowed a lusty " congratulations for the wedding" from her front doorstep in Bron Haul.
The reason for my preoccupation was a rather exciting podcast episode of last night's edition of The Archers!
Now, for those not in the know, The Archers is a famous BBC radio soap Opera which has been running most nights since the 1950s. It tells the tale of a small farming community in the fictional village of Ambridge and has entertained generations of  gentle folk when they are doing the washing up after supper!
The soap has gone off the boil somewhat recently, but has come back with a bang when disaster reared its ugly head and the river Am burst it's banks!
I loved it.
Old Jill and the other village grey hairs found themselves trapped in the Church with the vicar and I found myself giggling in delight on High Street when Neil Tucker started to ring the St Stephen bells to encourage the villagers to head to high ground! Shula, Alistair and Auntie Caroline battled the flood waters at the Stables while Clarrie and Lynda Snell saved a coffee table and the ever silent Freda Fry went all hysterical and tried to rescue husband Bert in a futile mercy dash across the village bridge!
And all this on the radio in just 15 minutes
Wonderful stuff!

Shit.....ive just remembered I ve just run out of furniture polish and the vicar's coming for supper


Pussy Galore

I only took a short video of this lurve fest
But it did go on for around 20 minutes
Wide eyed slightly disabled cat adores fat lump of bitch
Its an old story