- Plan A: A small wedding at the registry office, then go out for a curry.
- Plan B: A big wedding with celebrations at various venues on several days. Perhaps with elephants.
- Plan C: Small wedding at registry office, and a relaxed, happy bloody big party somewhere else.
Plan C was the one we went with. We’d have a buffet, beer, and Ceilidh. And plenty, PLENTY of friends.
I got married in cream: be-trousered with lacy wrap. He got married in a tartan skirt, as the Scots are wont to do.
I smiled and laughed so much that my face ached for days afterwards. Ow.
All my brothers and sisters were there – by blood, half-blood and love – and many many kids.
