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5 Sep 2007 Grax Friendship Tour 2007: The Wedding

So there I was, Saturday 25th August, the big wedding day.

Not my wedding day mind, my friend Mr M's wedding day.

On this faithful day my friend Mr M was to get married to get married to the lovely Miss A. And this is actually a big deal for me because this is the first wedding I've ever been invited to. I've only ever been invited to the crappy wedding receptions, never the actual wedding. I was going to see how real people actually do weddings, like on those TV shows.

It was all pretty much how you expected it to be, a wedding at a church (they're both Christians after all, as in real life Christians), the bride was absolutely beautiful and radiant, the groom was... coordinating everything right up to the vows (which I feels a bit odd, surely the bride and groom should leave the coordinating to everyone else?), people were dressed up and looked smashing (I looked irresistible in my suit, obviously), there was music from... some local Christian pop rock playing Christian worship music...

Call me narrow minded but I can't help but feel that Christian rock being played in a church to be a bit blasphemous. What about using the traditional wind organ? Or the bagpipes? Such under-rated instruments.

Anyways.

The wedding and vows and "I do" came and went. We all proceeded to the park next door for photos where Miss A got stranded on one spot because she didn't want her dress to get ruined in the dirt. Then we got herded back into the church for dinner, toasts, etc. Because I knew virtually no one at the wedding the bride and groom dumped me on a random table where there was a rather attractive woman sitting across me. So what else could I do but be charming and socialise.

I later found out that Miss A had dumped all the single people on one table in an attempt at match making, which is the same table I was stuck on. That conniving little...

Well her plan worked.

After the dinner and toasting we got shoved out of the main hall as it was to be converted into the dance area. I was distracted by the choir who were singing some tunes with their beautiful harmonic voices. And then the hall was ready for the dance. First it was the traditional "First dance" for the bride and groom. Then it was....

.... The barn dance.

...

Well at least it wasn't a cheesy wedding disco. It didn't get me dancing though.

The night came to a close, I somehow got roped into helping clearing up the church at the end of the wedding (I could never say no to a beautiful woman), then I retired to a friend house to sleep and reflect upon what had happened that day. When I say friend I mean my newly acquired lady friend that I met across the dinner table. I left for home a few days later than I had originally planned.

Posted at: 13:35 PM