Worst behaviour seen at a wedding. :)

Pancake.

Dh and I and a bunch of workmates once went to a colleague's wedding in Southall (West London). We had all assumed that another colleague who lived in the next street but one in Southall would know which ruddy temple it was at. Turned out not and she'd lost the invite.

Have you any idea how many temples there are in Southall? Dozens! And we saw every single one before we found 'our' bride. You turn up, take off your shoes, wash your hands, walk into the room, walk up to the holy man (sorry can't remember the right phrase), put some money in the collection for the bride and groom (no presents as far as I recall, money instead) and only THEN do you get to turn round and see if you recognise the bride!

Her family were very sweet though, they'd thought about making this bunch of non-Sikhs welcome... the women's tables were lined with glasses of Coke but foaming mugs of beer for us colleagues. I did wonder whether whoever sorted the catering just thought 'oh blimey, we've got her workmates coming, still, we've got beer in for the lads, they'll have to make do with that'.

My sil'S Mother walked up the isle before her in a very expensive floor length designer dress.. she upstaged her daughter at every chance..

My parents went to a wedding that changed venue from the parents garden marquee to a hotel for the evening gathering.

My parents didn't know any friends - they knew the bride and her parents. So after the meal instead of milling around for several hours for the night do they went home for a nice cuppa then made their journey to the evening gathering.

They get to the hotel, make polite conversation with a few people, can't spot the happy couple or the people who'd been at their table earlier that day but help themselves to the gorgeous buffet and sit down to eat and chat to more people they've just met.

10 mins later my eagle eyed father spots the bride and says to my mother " how many bridal dresses has Anne got? She wasn't wearing that earlier.". My even more eagled mother spots the bride and realizes it's not Anne but a complete stranger.

They are at the wrong wedding.

my dad attempted to break dance at my cousin's reception.

Twas quite funny though.

Some of these stories are so as well as

All the weddings I have been to have been without incident: the "worst" I can bring to mind is my MIL complaining about the time we were taking to have drinks/bubbly before the meal (it was a marquee wedding, a glorious day and it was like a garden party while we were taking the wedding photos in the beautiful gardens). Then dh and I realsied that her having found something to complain about made it the perfect wedding for her too (as everyone else said it was) as she wouldn't have been happy unless she could find something to complain about!

becaroo, the grooms mum was also wearing scholl sandals. And a scowl !

I once went to a very posh wedding - at a proper castle dont you know! - and the mother of the grrom was wearing an old cardigan and scuffed dr scholl sandals

I thought my MIL turned into a mad harpy before I married dh, but apparently not!

he was carted out just as they got to the 'kiss the bride' bit. All I could hear was 'i'll be quieeeettttttttttttttt !!

I assume it was the kiss the bride bit as they did kiss as chairs went flying in all directions

And her mum was wearing black and white, was also clutching a carrier bag

And as for the grooms parents, happy they were not !!

Well, at least he broke the ice, eh Apocalypse!

My sil insisted ds attended her wedding.

As he's autistic and dosent really 'do' quiet me and dp had some reservations and wanted him to join us after the churchy bit.

Our reservations were proven to be correct, ds started up the moment he entered the room, headbanging, biting, talked at full volume all through the vows resulting in the grand finale of dp pulling ds out by his feet as he dragged a chair with him shouting 'i'll be quieeeeeeeeetttttttttttttt'

Well I did say...

Having just spent my whole day reading this thread I'm so relieved that my husband isn't a drunk, doesn't do drugs and doesn't shag prostitutes (or my sisters)!

Funnily enough, in the run up to our wedding last year these things hadn't occurred to me as potential issues. I'd also like to publicly thank my MiL for not being a warped loon in a black/white dress, my parents for being dignified enough not to have a drunken brawl (despite the divorce) and the many cousins and colleagues in attendance for not shagging each other under the buffet table. Most of all though, I'd like to thank the one Scottish guest in his kilt for restraining himself and not sitting on my lap.

For those of you who've said that your wedding is coming up in the next few weeks- good luck!

We went to my husband's cousins wedding and, during the reception, he said to my husband 'Not bad for a first wife, is she?'

My husband has never forgiven him, but they are still married - over 20 years later!

my brother stank the whole first floor of the hotel out smoking skunk in his room..then snorted loads of coke and spnt the nigh being very enthusiastic with eyes on stalks.

my mum had invited a couple she knew,i knew the wife vaguely but not the husband.
he was bladdered,pulled me down onto his knee going "ohh,look at her,aaallll grown up "
(vigorously rubbing my waist and legs)
everytime i tried to stand up he pulled me back down...his wife was trying not to make a scene and was going "ok john,let her go now hahaha!mmm,that's enough now john,haha.
JOHN!FOR GOD'S SAKE GET OFF HER!!!"

i escaped and after half an hour recounting experience to dh and bridesmaids,i went to the loo..as i came out he was coming out of the gents!
i turned on my heel to go the other way,but he'd seen me and ran after me grabbing me roung the waist and lifting me up..whilst standing on the back of my dress and ripping it.then as i shouted "OH,GET OFF!" and people looked up,he fell over hanging onto my dress and pulling all the buttons off the back (and nearly exposing my norks to all!)

i was not impressed!

My MIL decided she hadn't been the centre of attention enough at my wedding so staged an 'asthma attack'. My SIL rushed up to me and shouted 'Mum's having an asthma attack!'...yes, love, I'm the one in the big frock, go and tell someone else...what do you want me to do about it?

She recovered very quickly after she'd made sufficient fuss! Not sure that actually happens with asthma, really?

Some French guests got locked out of their B&B and were standing on the roof of the minibus trying to break back in when the landlady came out and caught them.

My FIL lost the wedding cert not once but twice - once he put it in a litter bin absent-mindedly and had to go back and root around in it amusing some passers by....

At DH's family wedding:

Father of Bride's speech went along the lines of telling a story about the Groom being arrested years earlier for something minor, and generally being a bit of a prat, then eventually saying, "So, it is with great pleasure that I will finally have the son-in-law I've always wanted, someone clever, successful, blah, blah.. as I'd like to announce that my OTHER daughter, X has just gotten engaged to her boyfrend Y" Cue stunned silence...

A friend of ours is a lovely girl and was a very enthusiastic wedding guest. Sadly her dancing was abit too enthusiastic and she managed to stand on the mother of the brides foot in heels and actually broke the mother's foot who then had to go to hospital oops

I was invited to the evening do of a work colleague. Closer work colleagues and their spouses had been invited to the whole day. Many of them were also invited to my impending wedding a few weeks later. I only knew the bride loosely so it was nice that she had thought to invite me. The venue was a fancy boutique hotel in an idyllic village complete with fancy marquee, high class catering, full band . A fortune had been spent. We arrived at 7pm , the bride had got married at11am so a lot of people including mainly the work colleagues were completely sloshed and we found out later coked up to the eyeballs. Was slightly aghast to see one colleagues spouse asleep like the dormouse in his pint much to the horror of the brides elderly relatives. Seemed also said spouse had been barred from the caterers bar after trying to nick a bottle of spirits. The work colleagues table had apparently been really rowdy during the speeches. Why noone had said that perhaps it was taxi time I don't know. The piece de resistance was one colleague who had been arguing violently with her boyfriend( slapping him on the cheek) she was escorted home in a police patrol car which had been despatched to the hotel re complaints about from the noise from the band allegdly. The next day she had to do a walk of shame infront of the bride and grooms family at the hotel on retreivng her handbag and whatever had been left. I felt sorry for the bride but was bricking myself because they were all due to attend my wedding! Luckily the fallout was so big they were on best behaviour plus I got married in the late afternoon.

Have not been to many weddings, but at one the chief bridesmaid insisted on giving a speech - which was all about her and her fiancee! B+G only mentioned when they passingly were involved in her story.

It was really long too.

Sisters partner went around the wedding party asking female guests for a "spitroast". My gran was heard asking the caterer whether he had had enough to eat as he was asking for said spitroast.

He later found unconscious in the garden with a bleeding nose and black eye. We never did find out how the accident happened.

I wasn't aware she'd need to be given away the second time - it's not like she was given back to her father after she was divorced was it??
Ex-husband giving away would have been interesting though..isn't there an urban legend that involves that?

My wedding to DH - lovely, quiet wedding, small afternoon do with v close family and friends, evening do all our friends at nice local pub. DH has a reputationfor falling asleep when he has been drinking, normally I catch him just before and can maange to get him to bed. this time he fell asleep in corner so had to get guests to help me take him to our room (luckily same venue!) - this prompted me noting we had not had a photo with all our evening guests so we all decided to pile on 4 poster bed with my unconscious DH - I can honestly say he slept with all the guests at aour wedding

Unfortunately he then was sick later that night so I spent wedding night cleaning floor of our room (he doesn't normally do that!) Got home next day and he went back to bed with his hangover - ILs staying at our house, only way to get him out of bed again was for BIL to use our "new" wedding present lawnmower - he couldn't cope with someone using his new toy before him so he got up

Another one still waiting on proper honeymoon!

Who should she have been given away by? Her ex-husband?

• I meant odd not ^off

oh my, some of these are awful (and a bit worrying as I'm getting married in 7 weeks and only having an evening do!)
thankfully my mil and I, and my step-mil and I get on great, so no wedding dresses are likely to appear, other than mine

I can remember a few weddings I've been to where there were some cringeworthy moments (nothing compared to some though)

One, years ago, bride went to change out of her wedding dress for the evening do, before the first dance. She emerged, not in a nice evening party dress bought especially, but her usual shell-suit bottoms and plain tee! (Can you tell it was in the 80s??
One where the bride had been topping up her tan on the sunbeds for weeks before - she spent a bit too long on there the day before the wedding and burnt, so looked very orange on the day against her white dress!
And the most recent, about 10 people made speeches, which meant nothing to anyone except the person speaking and the bride/groom. At the same wedding, bride's father and step-mother moaned the whole time, about not sitting with the bride (there wasn't a top table, they sat wit their daughters (BMs), best man (because he didn't know anyone else) and bride's mother (because they're v close, and well, she's her mother); they also moaned that they'd had to pay for their meal, had to wait ages adn were starving, and that generally it was all a bit mediocre. I on the other hand, thought it was very nice indeed - lovely food (even if we did have to wait an hour longer than planned, as it was changed last minute) and very casual. I hate stuffy weddings with the top table on the stage with the good wine, looking down on everyone else. One thing I was a bit about with that wedding though, was that B+G had both been married previously, but bride was given away by her father, which I found a bit off, but hey, everyone has their own choices.

when I was best man, at the church with the groom, bride's family not yet there TWO wedding photographers turned up, and started issuing conflicting orders.

they both seemed quite genuinely convinced that they had been booked by the bride's family to cover the wedding.

there were no mobile phones in those days, so we couldn't check. The groom and I had a quick conversation and he was 'pretty sure' that it was Photographer-A who was booked, so I did the best-manly thing and took responsibility and told Photographer-B to go away.

Of course I picked the wrong one

Luckily he hadn't gone home he waited in his car until the bride's family got there.