Well, what’s happened since my last blog? It’s been so hectic again, I’m struggling to remember.
We’ve been to church twice more to have our banns read again – you have them read three times in total, over three consecutive weeks.
The last time was slightly worse than the other two as I had to get Simon out of bed after his stag night. He wasn’t feeling too good!! However, he’d already told Reverend Perrett that he might need tea before the service, rather than after, as is normal after church on a Sunday morning.
He’d been into Ashby de la Zouch for the night with some friends, his best man, his dad and my step dad. Like a fool I’d offered to be the designated driver for the older members of the party and would pick them up during the evening when they’d had enough of the festivities.
I thought they’d be ready to be picked up about 10.30pm and then I might be able to get a glass of wine when I got home. WRONG – it was 11.45pm when I got the call to pick them up. Then my step dad, Gary, didn’t want to come home – he was just getting ready to go to the night club. I had to lock him in the car when we finally got him in.
My father in law to be, John, and Gary had their first kebabs ever that night. I think they both enjoyed them but neither of them ate the raw red cabbage. Why would you put raw red cabbage on a kebab?
Anyway, Gary wasn’t in my mum’s good books the next day – he’d lost his false teeth. I know he had them when I dropped him off so they couldn’t have gone far. Eventually he found them down the side of his arm chair – he’d taken them out to eat his kebab. Ha Ha.
I’ve also been to see the florist in Market Bosworth, The Floral Studio, to sort out the wedding breakfast flowers. I’d wanted to put some Calla Lilies in them to match my theme but she said not to waste my money, as they are quite expensive and they’d get lost in the arrangements. I really love honesty and couldn’t thank her enough for it – she could have taken a lot of extra money off me but didn’t.
I had my final dress fitting at the weekend and the seamstress has made a lovely job of the alterations, although it didn’t need much altering – the length of the dress is perfect. Simon is 6ft 3ins tall and I’m only 5ft 2ins so I’ve had to have stilts for shoes so we don’t look so odd. I dread to think what my feet are going to be like after 12 hours of walking around in them on the wedding day!
I’ve taken my sister for her dress fitting – those bridesmaid dresses will be the death of me. I ordered them at the end of March and they’ve only just come. They really are the only things I’ve been panicking about. It’s my fault though, I thought I’d ordered them in plenty of time but hadn’t realised how 
long it would take for them to arrive. I’m still worrying as Annie doesn’t come over from Norwich until the weekend before the wedding and my step-daughter Niamh is on scout camp until Saturday so they’re both not having their fittings until five days before the wedding.
Oh and what are the chances of the world running out of helium two weeks before I want a load of balloons for the wedding? Well, that’s exactly what’s happened – there’s a shortage of helium and it’s being rationed to hospitals for the MRI scanners. The chances of card shops and balloon decorators getting any in the next four weeks is slim to zero, so I’ve been told by Clare at Weddings R Us and they’ve had to cancel their balloon orders for September. Luckily, they’ve assured me they’ve got enough for my wedding – phew!
Any way must go now as there are things to do and people to see. I’ll try and write you another post after the weekend. I’ll be on countdown by then and we’ll really see how busy things get. I’m already having nightmares about things going wrong. Someone told me that the stress before the wedding leads to weight loss – I’ve yet to discover this perk, I’ve only discovered the need to drink more wine… hic!
