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65 days in: Speech-less

3 May, 2010 Leave a comment

OK, so it went on more than I thought it was going to. There were a lot of lists, and a lot of thanks to cover.  Sorry. I hope you had a seat.

It looked something like this.

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4 days in: Andy boo’s the choir

3 March, 2010 1 comment

He didn’t boo them – he boo’d them.Not because they were bad, you see – in fact Andy was in the choir and was recording it at the time. Yes, Swing Low and Flower of Scotland as recorded in the choir loft. You can listen to it on Audioboo here.

You should have seen the look David (my new father-in-law) was giving me during Swing Low… he thought they were just going to do that one! No-one had any idea that either rugby anthem was on the way… and David genuinely thought it was just going to be the English tune. The look said “bloody sassanach”….

3 days in: Post-script and pictures

2 March, 2010 Leave a comment

Day 3 of Marriage: Not really the time for blogging.  This is more of a post-script to Saturday’s tremendous occasion. More of a proper follow-up later.

We had the most wonderful day of our lives and we can’t thank enough all the people who played a role in that. Thank you.

For pics of the day:

  • Dapple’s – a couple from the pub and plenty of crackers from the party – especially nice from the DJ’s vantage point.
  • Graham’s – lovely shots in the church pre-match, the bride’s arrival and a couple from the crows-nest of the choir loft, then party shots and some from round the piano

and if you’re on facebook check out Alison Clough’s, Siobhan Furlong’s and Alicia Blum-Ross’s.

And a few of mine here.

4 hours to go: Excitement in a taxi

27 February, 2010 2 comments

I’m in the back of a cab on my way to drop off some stuff at RIBA.
I’ve got that pit-of-stomach tightness.
Had a lovely 9 holes with Mr Walker this morning – sun dappling through the trees, rain holding off and I played ok too.
Excitement is building all round – the social networks are abuzz with best wishes and chatter. Thanks to everyone.
Steve’s back at my place – rewriting the rewrite. Nerves all round.

Wedding Travel update: the Victoria line’s out so go to Arsenal tube on the Piccadilly line – the walk’s shorter too!

this may be my last post as a single man. come on….

1 day to go: Speech time

26 February, 2010 2 comments

If you know me at all, you know that I love good process and planning. And graphs. And lists. I make lists. And then lists of lists.

Check a search for Groom Speech online and you, broadly speaking, get a series of  links that would lead you down the path of banality. Luckily, I don’t need to use any of these suggested “jokes”, romantic notes or pre-prepared prose. I have a list to rely on. Having said that, if you’ve got suggestions, there’s nothing wrong with a bit of crowdsourcing so bung ’em in.

Of course, I get the easy job: thank people, make multiple mentions of “my wife” to rapturous applause and remember to toast the beautiful bridesmaids. I’m told that the BF, David, will have some things to say. He usually does. Based on what he said about the other daughter, FSIL Sarah, on her wedding day, it should be the most entertaining speech you’ve ever heard. No pressure David. And then there’s the BM, Steve. Such a good and supportive job so far. Such a good stag do. And I have every confidence he’ll deliver with aplomb.

Right. Better get it written then. Now, which ppt template to use…

3 days to go: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!

24 February, 2010 Leave a comment

PHEW – I’m glad i got that out of my system. better now. woke at 5.30 with a stonking headache – a sense of excitement, apprehension, trepidation and a list of things that need to get done. oh, and Old Red Eyes by The Beautiful South going round my head. pre-match nerves are a good thing though, right? – otherwise you wouldn’t enter the field of play geared up and ready to go.

anyway, tension always builds when you’re in the last days approaching a big product launch… the FMA conversion process being the most valuable project I’ve managed and this is definitely going to be the biggest party I ever have or ever will organise.

Obviously none of this has anything to do with being out on the town (liverpool) with some of the TMR management team and finishing the night with a Hemingway.

Rehearsal tonight. That’ll help calm everyone down then.

6 days to go: Last Lasts and the BEST rsvp

21 February, 2010 Leave a comment

Less than a week to go now. Excitement with the FMA is so intense she will, actually, burst unless work can take her mind off next Saturday. Obviously I’m still completely unruffled. Looking forward to the skiing though. Oh, and the cakes (there’s going to be a good selection) and the party. And maybe the church bit. And all the rest to come…

The “Last Last” Syndrome has kicked in good and proper. The last saturday night out as a single man. The last haircut (sorry mum, I was never going to go back to the short, back and sides). The last friday at work, the last time of going to church, … the list goes on.

BUT, enough of all that. Firstly, I have to show you the BEST rsvp. My hat, real and virtual, tipped to Uncle George.

And just to be complete, another “last”,  the last of the stats:

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