A Double-Headed Wedding
These two Routemasters were parked at the Angel today.
Is it getting hitched in style or just showing off?
Memories of Wymondham
I actually passed through Wymondham twice today and not only is it the nearest station to where my Lotus Elan was built, but it has precious memories of the time in the 1960s, when I was courting C.
For two summers she worked as a mother’s help for a family called Wright, who lived at Hingham, looking after their three children Amanda, Caroline and Timothy.
The two girls were bridesmaids at our wedding in 1968, but we lost contact with them all over the years, despite living only an hour or so away.
John Lewis’s Wedding List
A friend’s daughter is getting married on Saturday. The wedding list is on-line at John Lewis. It was so simple to use and saved a lot of hassle for me, as how does a sixty year old widower choose something for a twenty-year-old or so woman and her new husband? I took the easy route and gave gift vouchers.
Feelings at a Wedding
This was the first wedding I’d been to since my wife died. Or perhaps should I say that it was the first wedding between young people, as I’d been to another involving one of my ex-business partners, who like me had been widowed. That was different, as it showed me a lot of hope for the future. It was also a nice touch, that the groom was having the same best man fifty years later.
But this one was a full wedding, with both a civil and a church ceremony. They do it that way in Holland.
As to the wedding itself, everything went well and except for a few small glitches, it seemed to go smoothly. But then what wedding goes absolutely perfectly. If they did Robert Altman’s film wouldn’t be so funny!
But it was the details that brought me to tears. Just words, but many times in the past at a wedding, my wife and I would smile at each other and repeat our vows and perhaps sometimes joke at some inappropriateness or funny memory. Not that I can seem to remember much of our marriage at all. Perhaps having only a couple of photos or videos doesn’t help. I’ve still got her wedding dress though and perhaps one day, it’ll fit a granddaughter.
Those memories made me sad and I was pleased that I’d hidden away at the back of the church.
