What a weekend!
My best friend got married on Saturday. Although it was a bit windy and very cold it didn't rain, which was the main thing. All was very calm at her mum's house in the morning. Although with a bride, a mother of the bride, father of the bride, 4 bridemaids and a page boy all to get ready it was a bit crowded!
All kind of went to plan, the bride was only a few minutes late and my necklace (which I had forgotten) met me at the church and was finally untangled after 5 minutes of frantic waving, swearing and chipped nails!
The vicar got Alan's ( the groom) name wrong, calling him by his middle name (also his dad's name) a couple of times during the ceremony but this was just very funny and it followed that everyone called him John for the rest of the day!
The photographer got on everyone's nerves, but that's normal right? and when we got to Chilston Manor for the bulk of the photos he tried to get us to all sit on the damp grass. The bride refused point blank and us bridesmaids reluctantly agreed after taking off our nice silver shoes. We still managed to get covered in grass stains!
Things went a bit down hill from here with the bride having a bit of a falling out with her in laws, the best man being changed half way through the meal and the brides dad treading on the wedding dress and tearing the hook holding the train up. There were more than a few tears before bedtime but I think on the whole they had a good day. There is no one I know who deserved a good wedding day more than my mate especially as they had to postpone the wedding for a year due to new arrival.
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