Molestation

Once a day I get molested.
No, It's not Chris giving me his " come hither" expression that has me all of a dither
Nor is it the ever cheerful postman sticking something with the instructions " do not bend" through our letter box
No indeed, for once a day 25 kilos of  bulldog demand a lap cuddle.
Now, I doubt many of you have been on the receiving end of an amorous and hormonal fat  bitch with saggy knockers ( Tom Stevenson excluded perhaps) but it's not the nicest of experiences, especially when you are trying to watch the tv, have a sneaky nap or, in my case, write a mass of thank you letters.
Now Winnie doesn't climb up onto my lap for long. She's happy with a five minute hug, and a robust bout of face to face kissing before clambering down onto the floor satisfied that I still love the bones of her.
I'm glad that the object of her affection is centred totally on me and not any visitors we have up for tea.
I dont think the vicar could have coped with the fanny stains

I'm Married!

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!

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