36 years. I couldn't give a monkeys what people wore to my wedding.Remind me how long you've been married.
In fact we have a laugh when we look back at what Mrs Js youngest sister wore ( bad Madonna impersonation)
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36 years. I couldn't give a monkeys what people wore to my wedding.Remind me how long you've been married.
Spoken like a true man@Barnfred 55 so it was the wrong colour!? Who cares. Exclude him from the photos lol
Oh my stars that’s now hilarious but I bet it wasn’t at the time. I’m such a control freak that I pack everything for both of us complete with spreadsheet and traffic light system . That’s not to say that things don’t go wrong of course eg when we got to Manchester airport one year and I’d packed my sons passport instead of my hubs.Hi folks. I can't believe the wedding is already a week in the past. This also means that I have calmed down enough to share the drama that almost resulted in a divorce and/or me spending a considerable time behind bars. It is NOT funny - everybody else thinks it is. I do not.
On the morning of the wedding there was only me, Mr F, son and daughter and daughter's bf in the house. the bride's family had rented an airb&b and she was getting ready there. all was going well. Hair done, photographer arrived to do 'getting ready' pics, make up lady arrived to do me and daughter. Wedding at 3.30pm. At about 2pm mr F shouted from upstairs ' Ange, I can't find my waistcoat' Annoying but not a disaster. Oh how wrong I was. He had one job. ONE JOB! he had brought the wrong suit!! he had brought the black funeral suit he wore at my Dad's funeral and not the dress code specified blue check style one. Furious would be an understatement.
The only plan I had was to go into Nottingham and buy one. There was a branch of the same shop where we had bought his suit in Newcastle. You'll never make it Mum, it's 20 minutes into Nottingham. Groom was now panicking. I am not going to be late for my son's wedding I replied. I rang the shop, spoke to a lovely sales assistant and explained our 'suit emergency' Come in she said, I'll sort some out and he can get ready here. Lovely make up lady, who was doing daughter's make up and watching the drama unfold then offered to pick us up from the shop and drive us to the wedding venue. So we got a cab into town and went to the shop. I was fully ready for the wedding, hat, everything. The sales asisstant literally ran to meet us 'I've got some for you' Mr F tried a couple on, one fitted well and met the spec so we bought it, he left it on, phoned the make up lady who came and picked us up. We made it to the venue before the groom.
I am still not properly speaking to him. I sent the make up lady flowers and wrote a nice email to the suit shop Head Office about the excellent customer service.
You cannot make this stuff up!
After 36 years of marriage you should have developed at least a smidgen of understanding how a woman's mind works.36 years. I couldn't give a monkeys what people wore to my wedding.
In fact we have a laugh when we look back at what Mrs Js youngest sister wore ( bad Madonna impersonation)
After 36 years of marriage you should have developed at least a smidgen of understanding how a woman's mind works.
Morning all on this sunny day ,I worked with a man who reckoned there is a school somewhere ( He thought in Crosby ) that they teach woman and girls that no man has ever been allowed to even work in ,where they teach "them" the things "they " do .Now me I don't believe a word !
I hope all are well and had a good night . Had a rest day yesterday and we are due to go to two graduation parties about 40 miles away ,I am not looking forward to them one at least has 150 guests ,they are a bit like an Indian wedding where people pass through rather than lodge there .Two of those is too much .Have a great day all COYB
The 31st came and went so let us hope the same applies to 777 ,fingers crossed .
Brother Barnfred,I might be giving away trade secrets here but you do realise we do this on purpose. Act all helpless/useless and you never trust us to do anything. Works every time
Funnily when I visited Fred I offered to do the dishes ,I didn't wash one plate properly so when he dried the dish cloth get all tomatoey ( is that a word ) but he still made me do them all week .So much for that theory .Brother Barnfred,
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So in summary, Mr F was in full attendance at the festivities and now has 2 new suits.Hi folks. I can't believe the wedding is already a week in the past. This also means that I have calmed down enough to share the drama that almost resulted in a divorce and/or me spending a considerable time behind bars. It is NOT funny - everybody else thinks it is. I do not.
On the morning of the wedding there was only me, Mr F, son and daughter and daughter's bf in the house. the bride's family had rented an airb&b and she was getting ready there. all was going well. Hair done, photographer arrived to do 'getting ready' pics, make up lady arrived to do me and daughter. Wedding at 3.30pm. At about 2pm mr F shouted from upstairs ' Ange, I can't find my waistcoat' Annoying but not a disaster. Oh how wrong I was. He had one job. ONE JOB! he had brought the wrong suit!! he had brought the black funeral suit he wore at my Dad's funeral and not the dress code specified blue check style one. Furious would be an understatement.
The only plan I had was to go into Nottingham and buy one. There was a branch of the same shop where we had bought his suit in Newcastle. You'll never make it Mum, it's 20 minutes into Nottingham. Groom was now panicking. I am not going to be late for my son's wedding I replied. I rang the shop, spoke to a lovely sales assistant and explained our 'suit emergency' Come in she said, I'll sort some out and he can get ready here. Lovely make up lady, who was doing daughter's make up and watching the drama unfold then offered to pick us up from the shop and drive us to the wedding venue. So we got a cab into town and went to the shop. I was fully ready for the wedding, hat, everything. The sales asisstant literally ran to meet us 'I've got some for you' Mr F tried a couple on, one fitted well and met the spec so we bought it, he left it on, phoned the make up lady who came and picked us up. We made it to the venue before the groom.
I am still not properly speaking to him. I sent the make up lady flowers and wrote a nice email to the suit shop Head Office about the excellent customer service.
You cannot make this stuff up!
I suspect he had given his house staff the week off when you were there and as such was unaccustomed himself to the niceties of doing the dishes.Funnily when I visited Fred I offered to do the dishes ,I didn't wash one plate properly so when he dried the dish cloth get all tomatoey ( is that a word ) but he still made me do them all week .So much for that theory .