Set Up Seats

I had already packed up the van with all the things I thought we would need for the party. So this morning was an easy job to get up and then drive down to Milton Keynes. But when I got to my van, the remote key wasn’t working and the radio wouldn’t turn on… I think the van had been sat still for 2 weeks too long and the battery was a bit flat? But it started just fine so off we went.

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Our Wedding Day

We have been up north for 4 days now and it’s been glorious every day. Barely a drizzle to dampen our mood. But obviously we have been checking the forecast for today for a long time and as it’s gotten closer it’s been more consistently saying it will be constant rain all day… and then, of course, the week following today is going to be glorious sun again.

Sure enough, as we rose this morning and had a little kiss, we could see the misty rain pouring down on the loch outside our window. Oh well, the house we are staying in is glorious so I’d not be disappointed to be married here. Then Aimi kicked me out of the bedroom.

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Man-Mer-Monster-Maid

The night ended at 3 am with us staggering back up the hill other drunken English lads were rolling down. We had decided to end on a high and not drag it out into the early hours. I stuck with David, maintaining my oath to ensure he wasn’t getting into any trouble or hurt only a few weeks before the Big Day. Other lads carried on the night and next morning , barely made it down to breakfast in time. They looked rough as heck and were not in a good way for today’s activity.

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Magaluf Mash-Up

As the Best Man, I have 3 jobs.

  1. Get the Groom and Ring to the wedding on time and in one piece.
  2. Deliver a funny yet scathing speech
  3. Organise the Stag Party

Number 1 and 2 were a long way off back in January when I was planning number 3 on the list. Davids friends are…. (searches for an accurate but minimally insulting description)…. a roudy bunch. It was soon settled that a suitably roudy trip to Magaluf was in order. After some planning, booking, herding cats, scheming and bribing, the trip was on.

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