Mainly because, along with many many other little girls my wedding was going to be so fabulous. The beautiful white dress, the swanky location, the video, the photos, the cars, the guests, the list was endless. Of course back then I didn’t tot up costs as I went along!
As it turns out my wedding was so far from what I had dreamt of as a child. I got married in a beautiful mountain village, Folgaria, in Trentino, northern Italy and my family travelled over the UK to be there. My son Thomas was one and a half that 7th October and I dressed him in trousers and shirt with a small bow tie, he looked so cute.
However, one day I will tell you about that wedding, when I have a scanner and can get the photos from the album to the PC in the meantime, let’s chat about my wedding to Paul.
We’ve been engaged now for 4 years but spent most of this time trying for a child before my body clock stopped completely, then we got double lucky with our twin girls so most all of our finances were drained yet again. Now we are moving house and there seems to be quite a lot of work to do on the place so it seems this wedding of ours remains a dream for a little while more.
But the guest list has already been drawn up and thoughts on how to spend the day have been carefully pondered over, time and time again :)
Whereas it would be a second wedding for me it’s still Paul’s first and will therefore have to be memorable and just so. For a man he’s surprisingly adamant on what he wants and what he doesn’t.
A church wedding, says he….but we don’t go to church! Isn’t that a little hypocritical? How about a nice venuewith the possibility of getting married there? There must be a bar in the main hall, says he. The best wedding I’ve ever been to had one and kept all the people together for the party. Good point.
A red dress. Could I? Would I? Wouldn’t it be fabulous? Wouldn’t it be jaw dropping? With the girls dressed in white and matching red sashes.. not pillar box red a more blood-red, a Cabernet Sauvignon red :) This is still an ongoing idea and not quite definite but I’d love to do it. I’m sure the Sikh or is it Hindu ladies get married in red…?
The day would have an 11am civil wedding in a beautiful country manor, whilst we have a few photos the guests can mingle with beers for the guys (they don’t do champagne – let’s be honest!) champagne for the ladies and some soft drinks or the little ones.
A sumptuous three course meal ‘Nothing too fancy’ he says.(none of that nouveau cuisine for my man who likes to fill his belly up) How about a good old British roast then? With all the trimmings? ..mmmm.
Cup cakes! I adore them and they look so pretty.
The flowers (mine) to be a multitude of bright colours, no wishy-washy nonsense.
A nanny or clown, to entertain all of the little ones we have in our crowd.
In the evening a band to play all the old favourites and a bit of new stuff for the teenagers and a must is a bit of air guitar when the guys are partying, nothing better than seeing them ‘play’ air guitar on the dance floor.
Bon Jovi – I know, it’s not my favourite either, but my fella is a hardcore fan and apparently our wedding song will be one of theirs. How romantic!
That night to be spent in the same country manor with the opportunity for our friends to stay over too so we can dance till dawn ( well gone midnight) and at breakfast sit and chat about the Did you sees… and the Do you remember whens….
A wedding to remember, a party to let your hair down. Now where’s my Euro lottery ticket….