I've never seen Chris so happy as he has been over the past two days
We're married
How good is that!
Thank you everyone who have made everything so special
Back To Normal
The Roger Moore Eyebrow returns!
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
Sorrel and Charlotte ( chris' sister In Law) joking
Chris making me laugh at the ring thing
Confetti on the Town Hall Steps
Nuala and me
Centre is Jim ( Nuala's husband) loved the blue suit
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
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
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
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!
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
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
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