Weekend wedding

This was a full weekend but at the same time wonderful and strangely relaxing.
SO and I flew out to attend a friends wedding. According to her mother it was our wedding that had sparked it. For years she said she did not want to, as she is divorced. However she now had said “Yes we are going to do it”.

On Friday evening we hopped onto the plane to East Midlands and arrived safely at that relatively small yet friendly airport. Got our rental car and managed to get to the Country-club/wedding venue on time. Had a drink and went to bed. We soon discovered that it was just as well that we like each other as it was a roll into the middle type mattress. Very cozy indeed.
After a full cooked breakfast the next day we took another snooze and I have to say we slept for another few hours. I think we needed the relaxation.

It was a mostly traditional English affair. Exceptions were of course the entrance for the bride and groom by helicopter. With both sides of the family being too late to see the spectacle. Thankfully we staunch friends were there and withered the air turbulence created by this massive thing. It was crazy but fun to see. The bride (like me) was not wearing white, but turquoise blue and that suited her much better. The other big exception to it was of course the fact that she is of very mixed European origin (There were Dutch, English, Danish , Spanish relatives etc), he’s South-African (whole family flew in) which gave an interesting sound to the spoken languages in the room.
But other than that traditional; there were the toast master, the cake cutting (by sword), the dancing, the group photo’s and the sit down dinner. And of course what we came for, the ceremony. I am happy to say that I have not seen my friend this happy and radiant in a long long time and it warms my heart as I know what she has endured in recent years. It was the first time I met her husband, Just as she met mine for the first time at our wedding. Her husband seems a nice guy, bit rough around the edges but with his heart in the right place. He looks after her, she is happy. That is all that matters to me.

The next morning we slept in, and left at a decent time. The hotel manager even let us use his computer, in his office  to check in on-line. This as it was not busy. Overnight it had started poring down and hence the golf course was drenched and unplayable. No customers and anybody to talk to but us.  We trundled back waited at airport (we were a little early) drove back, were in a huge traffic jam but still made it for SO to be on time for his (study course) meeting. I am very happy I went. Feeling tired, but also like we relaxed a lot. Now there is two days of work. Then there is Rome.


About Gilraen

My blog is simply about my life. I moved countries for the first time in 1993. I lived in the Netherlands, UK and NZ. The initial idea was to keep my overseas friends up-to-date with what was going on in my life. The blog, like me, is always changing and evolving.
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2 Responses to Weekend wedding

  1. Gilraen says:

    miekje wrote on May 17
    Not so traditional English… Traditional English is what you see in Four Weddings and a Funeral. This wedding didn’t have 6 bridesmaids all dressed the same (seemingly only ever meant to bankrupt the father of the bride and to bolster the local satin trade), no tiny nieces and nephews scattering rose petals, no meringue brides dress, no cupcakes. Lots of flowers though for the Dutch part of the bride, who does happen to like her flowers English-country-manor-cottage style. No flower gifts for the mothers, as they would be travelling.
    The toast master was a real help, not planned to have one initially but came in really handy as the numbers grew. There was some confusion of plans here and there, e.g. bride and groom had expected to cut the cake and then actually eat it, and did not know about the sword!
    Dutch weddings also often have group photos and first dances and cake cutting (the bride’s first wedding had an official first dance and cake cutting) and speeches. Just in England the registrar doesn’t pretend to know the bride and groom intimately enough to tell the whole story about how they met, that is left for the speeches.
    Sit down dinner is also not compulsory, in this case it was the bride and groom wanting to share quality food and quality time with their guests who had travelled so far to be with them. I thought it was all rather lovely 🙂
    It was so great that you guys managed to be there too, and that you experienced a nice little break.

    gilraensurion wrote on May 18
    Oh it was lovely not doubt about that. But it is how we perceive the traditional wedding to be. And you are 100% right about pointing the missing parts out. Specifically the bridesmaids. Completely forgot about those missing.
    The wedding cake I guess was the biggest confusion. At the time got all of us going: Uh? Including you as I recall. However (as with most things) after a few weeks it is the most favoured part of the story as it is the most fun to tell.
    I have the same with my wedding night – the only part that really went wrong but the best anecdote (hope yours was better)

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