“You coming to the wedding reception tonight?”
“Beg your pardon?!?!”
I completely forgot about the wedding. I shouldn’t have, it was on my calendar of events for this week. Nevertheless, the lack of conversation on it, coupled with the fact that the new football season had me salivating, made me think that going to it was not on the agenda.
Until the conversation with John Boy on Saturday morning.
Immediately I dug out my suit - a cheap polyester number from my days in the call centre - and got ready. It was creased, messy and all over the place, I haven’t worn a suit in over a year. A year ago my waistline was a lot bigger, so the trousers were slipping off as within a year the cupboard monster had also eaten my belt, leaving me to either wear my pacman belt or my brother’s garish white belt with the Jack Daniels belt buckle. In the end, I went with neither - a further inspection of my wardrobe found a pair of trousers that fitted a lot better.
We were a little early for the wedding reception (surprising, as a “communication breakdown” meant we met at different pickup points at the same time), so we had a pint in the Kings Arms in Llandudno to catch up. Previously, the Kings Arms was a no go area because it was like it was being fumigated. Since the smoking ban, it has become a lovely little drinking pub in a nice part of Llandudno.
Following a cheeky swift one, we headed to the hotel for the reception. I’ve never been to just the reception, so didn’t know what to expect and what state of inebriation people will be at. The answer was various. The happy couple looked sober enough. But a few of my mates were completely battered, it amused me greatly, especially after a fewBoddingtons when we did the “Crouch down behind them on all fours and push them over” stunt to a few of the drunker guests. It amused me so.
I had a blast though, it was fabulous. And the best thing? I was wide awake Sunday morning with no hangover, which is a minor miricle.
Before then, I went and watched The Mighty Seagulls vs. Where The Fuck Is Vauxhall Motors. Was good to get a game of football again, even if both teams made mistakes. It was expected though, as it was the first game and players were lacking match sharpness. Nevertheless, Where The Fuck Is Vauxhall Motors put out pretty much a full strength side, and we held them to a 2-2 draw. To be honest, we looked the stronger side with numerous spells of continuous possession, but they punished us on the break. Either way, it’s good to be back.
How was your weekend? Anybody got any funny wedding stories?
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Rhys Wynne, the author of this blog, is a 20 something web designer from Colwyn Bay.
I did absolutely nothing this weekend which was nice. Also I hate weddings, they bore the crap out f me… so sorry for the poor contribution.
I hope you ironed the suit?
my weekend = pool parties and penis’s!
Haha, you seem to have a blast. Yes the hangover does seem a minor miracle. No wedding stories from me but even if there was it wouldn’t be interesting. All we do in Chinese weddings is talk (to the people around our table) and eat courses and courses of meals which, in quantity, is way too much.
Does that mean Colwyn Bay fielded a more weakened side?
My weekend was okay thanks.
The party after the ceremony is the best part from me, like you, minus the hangover
/bonk
Football season doesn’t start until early September
No wedding stories, sorry; but I did have a conversation with my 90 year old dad about the best way to inseminate an uncooperative sheepdog. Close?
My weekend was pretty dull in comparison to yours - did you get my text though?
I have discovered that I need two outfits, to be updated every 6 months or so. One for weddings. One for funerals. They must fit, be clean, and be in good order at all times so that should you be invited to a last-minute wedding or go to a surprise funeral (yes, they do happen), you won’t have to think about what to wear. I had a hell of time this past week with the funeral stuff, but managed to make something work. Teach me!!!
After the craziness of the last week, this past weekend was fairly calm. My whole family and my in-laws descended on us Saturday afternoon - and I left to go see the latest Harry Potter. A good weekend!
What a close one. You could have missed it and then your friend will send a chicken your way which will learn to talk from you and fly to Adsense’s department from Google and tell them to ban you…. Whew! It’s a good thing you DIDN’t miss it.
I’m going to my first wedding in a few weeks and I really don’t want to go! Hehe, love the all fours stunt. You’ve seen the Family Guy episode with that haven’t you?!
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Han- sounds like my kinda weekend! No funny wedding stories here. Have only ever been to 2 weddings.
@Celeste… what the hell were you doing up at 6:46am… and being rude at such a ridiculously early hour.
She wasn’t. My server thinks my blog is French therefore she was making up rude comments at 7:46am, which is slightly more understandable. Probably woke with the female equivalent of Morning Glory.