Terrible wedding behaviour.

Fairly mild in comparison but:

My aunt announced to the table that she thought all Americans were very thick - she was sitting next to her nephew and his wife who are American (her sister's son). we sat them together as we thought she'd like to see them as they live so far away. That was 9 years ago and she has now offended all 4 of her siblings and her own children don't even speak to her so we all laugh about her behaviour.

The worst really happened before the wedding - dh's grandmother refusing to come if his grandfathers "new" wife was there (he remarried 30 years before and she was very welcome as we'd stayed with them and she had cooked for us for a week when we visited and they were coming from abroad). Friends of ours got cross as we'd booked the wedding for Reading Festival Weekend (bank holiday and a time all family from abroad could make it). Friends chose the festival over our wedding but did apologise 3 years later!

A friend of mine was a bridesmaid last year where the bride actually kicked her up the arse (she was picking something up off the floor at the reception). Totally unwarranted and left a nice shoe shaped mark on her pale blue bridesmaid dress!

Went to a wedding a few years back where the groom refused to dance with the bride. Her face was not a happy one

(I personally behaved fairly badly at a wedding recently by giving the non smoking bride a cigarette and shortly afterwards throwing up under a table. It was outside and no one seemed to notice, but still...)

OMG dubaipieeye what a stupid woman! Especially the sand OMG!

My father used his speech as an opportunity to tell everyone how hard bringing kids up is, but at least he stuck around to do (unlike my mother) and the only part that was anything to do with me was the bit where he said I used to talk a lot as a teenager.

He then refused to speak to me the rest of the day and went I went to say goodbye (as I could see he was leaving) he turned his back on me and left.

He thinks he's been a fucking fantastic father and that I'm delusional and insane for disagreeing.

Two different couples announced their engagements at my wedding (and it was only a smallish wedding!). I didn't mind but it was a bit weird.

One group of friends travelling by car had an accident on the way and turned up in a recovery truck. Luckily they were ok.

I found out about a year later my obnoxious BIL had offended half of my family and called them 'fucking Americans' . They are Canadians for a start! They didn't mention anything at the time because they didn't want to upset me.

Mine is very mild compared to some of these.

My SIL got hammered and decided that she and BIL were sharing our pre-booked car back to the hotel (no problem). She gets in the front leaving me and my train bunched up in the back with my new husband and his built-like-a-brick-shithouse brother. Oh well, as long as her dress didn't get all creased...

libra's story and the penis photography are brilliant.

Good God, Mrmenmug - what a prat!

DH's aunty came to stay with us for the week before the wedding (she lives in Hawaii). Spent the whole week demanding to be taken out to do touristy things and generally being a very overbearing and difficult guest ....on the day before the wedding announced that she didn't have an outfit so needed to be taken shopping. DH had to work so it was left to me to trail round Bluewater with her. After a few fruitless hours she announced that actually she did have a outfit but had just fancied something new. Like I had nothing better to do the day before my wedding!

During the wedding ceremony she carried the most enormous white plastic carrier bag which is in all the photos and looks hideous. At the reception, unbeknownst to anyone, she removed all the table decorations (which I had made by hand) from the top table and replaced them with the contents of her big white plastic bag. IT WAS FULL OF HAWAIAN TAT. So our place settings had sand (yes, actual crunchy sand that got in your food) plastic pineapples, mini plastic sunglasses, mini plastic flip flops, lots of those mini umbrella things etc. I was gutted - especially as she had watched me making all the decorations every evening of the week before. dH and I were ceremoniously presented with a maraca (yes) as we sat down. She and MIL insisted on shaking the maracas to announce each speech.

The aunty spent the remainder of the reception getting totally wasted and telling anyone who would listen that a) she is a lesbian and b) where could she buy some weed?

She ain't my favourite person, as you can imagine!

A drunken 'friend' used a whole table worth of disposable cameras (given to guests) to photograph his penis. Yep his penis. At the table. 8 sets of 24 photos. He must have really been proud of it.

Wow, some of these are hilarious! My fiancé was best man at a friends wedding recently, one of his closing jokes was about how brave the groom was by marrying a Northern Irish girl because 'they can hold a grudge for literally hundreds of years' most people laughed but brides father nearly choked!

Oh, and add to that - noisy kids during vows. And gatecrashers.

Ha ha Jassy - I like it!

In my opinion, the top wedding peeves are:

Fighting guests
Manipulative rellies
Bridezillas
Inappropriate behaviour re. drunkenness
Crap food, stinginess with booze etc

I have an aunt who is a fucking bitch and was very rude to one of my other (lovely) aunts at both my wedding and my brothers. She was very obvious about it and it was very irritating.

Wedding last year lots of DCs make a racket in church rustling sweets, banging the pews etc. Was really proud that mine behaved impeccably, and were quiet and still.

Had a few comments during reception about the noise in church. Yes a shame I agreed. Not my DCs though.

Sadly all of the DCs seem to have been tarred with the same brush. Sisters wedding 3 months later was adults only. Thing is, that sister had made a point of saying as we were leaving the first wedding, to my older DD (who idolised her) you will be coming to my wedding wont you ? Now to me you do not invite a young teen and then not follow through.

Why do weddings bring out the worst in some people?

Paw - same happened at my sis wedding

Snooty MIL, hottest day in record, told her bro and family to take the second air conditioned bridal car we had arranged (one each for the two sets of parents) for my DPs 'Let them walk' she honked loudly.

Made snide remarks about my family being a bit out of their depth at our lovely venue.

Shut the fuck up VERY fast when it was her own son (my unspeakable BIL) who insisted on drinking brandy at 11am, picked a fight with the best man and made desperate passes at all my female friends while his wife took their kids home.

I very much enjoyed her squirming as I asked concernedly after his health for a good few weeks afterwards.

I think I might have sat through the longest best man speech ever, it went on for 45mins, my aunt was in desperate need of the toilet and stood up to go, the rest of the guests took their cue and also left the room, we were allowed a 15min break and then had to go back to listen to the rest of the speech, another 20mins.

At my SIL's wedding, all the food ran out before half the guests had got their meal.

This isn't anywhere near as bad as some of your stories.

At my wedding my MIL (who also wore white with a big white hat), agreed in advance to look after DD's 2 sons during the wedding service. Their cousins also wanted to sit with DD's boys so MIL said she would look after them too along with BIL. During our vows I started hearing all this fuss and clattering sounds, doors banging, footsteps,loud talking etc. My MIL let all 5 children go to the toilet in the middle of our vows on their own. I still feel cross watching the wedding video as you can see one child, then the next, then the next all climbing around over the pews being very disruptive. She sat there oblivious. It was rather off putting!

She then took off all their lovely especially made outfits during the wedding and changed the children into scruffy shorts and t-shirts. The photos are full of scruffy children looking like they are off to the beach! I am afraid I did change all the children back into their smart outfits for some more photos.

Nothing compared to some, but my SIL announced to everyone at the wedding meal that she was pregnant, even though DH had asked if she would mind keeping her news to herself until after the wedding.

I was a bit put out to be stood talking to people and then find they broke off mid-sentence to rush away and congratulate SIL. She had a cats bum face the whole day as well.

When I was about 12, I was asked by my aunt to be her bridesmaid. This was in 1981 - not fashion's finest moment, as was reflected in my fugly dress.

I was dreaming of a pretty dress but my heart sank a bit when my Grannie told me I was getting a 'teenage style' dress. Somehow, it didn't sound promising.

My first fears were realised on the morning of the wedding. I hadn't seen my dress before. And it was awful. It was very home made looking and had, in fact, been run up by the (very lovely and kind) mother of the groom.

Basically, it was a flouncy tiered skirt that was so big that I had to wear my dad's braces to hold it up. Obviously, the poor woman had been given the wrong measurements. The top was a massive smock with big, leg of mutton sleeves and, for some odd reason, a flouncy pink sailor suit type bib.

My mother was in a bad mood because my sister was the only niece not to be asked to be bridesmaid. Sis was disabled and my aunt (Dad's family) were, in my mum's opinion, not very sensitive about it.

The day was long and boring - the best man's speech took over an hour and wasn't funny. He made embarrassing jokes about the future sex life of the happy couple.

I never wore the dress again.

axure - I was thinking exactly the same thing. I was actually wondering if this was about me but the bride at that wedding doesn't have a sister.

When it happened to me I told the lovely lady on the reception of the hotel and apologised just before I collapsed and was taken to hospital because everyone thought I was having a miscarriage. I believe the stain is still on the floor of the reception area to this day ......

I couldn't help it, but at least I reported it. It wasn't a miscarriage ... just a normal month for me ....

Yes exactly what Remus said. It's nothing like a heavy period, literally a bucket of blood will gush down and there's no stopping it even with pillow sized pads in place.

Magic On what planet did the brides parents come from. Talk about hijacking the day.

Libra !!

My wedding, guests had a lovely time, weather was spectacular, i was in love and happy as was my DH.

But i spent the day trying to avoid DM as the day before she had attacked me in my bedroom at home and when i called DBRO over for support (she can be a bit difficult) she slapped his then GF round the face before getting more plastered, and it was only about 11am ... the night of my wedding she tried to interrupt the first dance getting between me and DH and then had a screaming fit at DSM ... such fun !

We're still happily married and don't see much of DM !