Sunday, 9 June 2013
The World of the Wedding Party
I have returned, it was very hot again today and I have been outside painting some walls Moroccan Blue because we are having Moroccan weather at present so rather than the expense of going to Morocco we are making Morocco here.
Now I am sure you will want to know how I got on at the wedding yesterday which had perfect wedding weather particularly as the wedding reception was held at Mr Charlie’s and Miss Jane’s house, well in his garden. It is a large garden which was just as well because it had a huge marquee in the garden for everyone to eat in and then for the band to play and folk to leap about in.
Mr Charlie and His Daughter
Miss L the Bride
I also learnt that it is very bad form when the vicar says “is there anyone here who can think of any reason why these two people can not be joined in holy matrimony”, (or words to that effect) to try and think of good reasons. Well no one said anything and I have always been told at school it is best to at least try and answer the question rather than leave it blank. And you are not meant to put forward six reasons and I was told being a Zombie does not stop someone getting married.
Mr Charlie Miss Jane and their son (who was not getting married)
On meeting the brother of the groom it is also not a great idea to say to the bride “Just as well you are not marrying the ugly one” when you then find out that the brother of the groom is his identical twin.
All in all though it was a very good wedding and everyone was happy, and I got to see the old climbing frame that the Ghost Writer made with Mr Charlie many moons ago and also the tree that poor old Bongo the dog was buried under after the Ghost Writer ran him down slightly by accident, also many moons ago.
One thing we have all learnt is that the countries security forces will read all this because it now appears they are the main users of social media, I did say to everyone as I was taking pictures that they should smile because MI6 would be assessing if they looked a bit shifty or not, and in general people look less shifty if they smile (apparently I don’t look less shifty, so I am told).
The Climbing Frame
Ooooo Fish and chips for tea tonight YUM although the cat complained about the fish. . . . Typical cat.
Ooooooo finally Hello MI6, the swallow flies in the corn field while my umbrella sings to the wood pigeon (I think) or in other words the microdot is in the wood shed . . . . . AH sorry but this code book is rubbish.
No one ever photographs the photographer (but I do)