Wedded bliss

I have been asked, rather sternly as it goes, why a certain wedding has not yet featured on my blog.

This is of course simple oversight on my part, the wedding itself having fallen during europrattle's fallow period. I will rectify the omission right now.

Aside from drawing your attention to the fact that the lady of the piece had to wait so long for her far-too-laid-back boyfriend to propose that eventually she resorted to doing the asking herself (ten years. TEN YEARS! Dude you were lucky she didn't give up altogether!), I have ten wedding observations to share with you.

1. A specially-commissioned Routemaster really is the *only* to travel to a London wedding.

2. Although I consider myself to be a right-thinking, modern young woman, emotional weeping is an automatic physical reflex upon seeing a bride in a dress. They just always look so pretty and special and I can't help it, I've got a lump in my throat even now.

3. It is inadvisable to buy a skirt from Marks and Spencers to wear to a wedding and expect to be the only person wearing it.

4. Civil ceremonies involve a lot of standing up and sitting down, rather in the manner of musical chairs but without the music and the wandering around.

5. It is impossible not to well up at the Father of the Bride's speech when the father of the bride is welling up himself.

6. Men make friends with other men at functions through the medium of cricket. Women compliment each other on their appearance.

7. Lead singers needn't be famous to be rock stars.

8. Stevie Wonder's "I believe (when I fall in love it will be forever)" is an excellent choice of first dance.

9. There is nothing like dancing to the Chemical Brothers with a load of people from university to take you back to fabulously long, filthy nights out at grotty student clubs in the wrong part of town.

10. A wedding, like love itself, is a wonderful, wonderful thing.

I feel all warm and fluffy now. I've even put Stevie Wonder on.

:-)

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