Wedding 1: lovely - a real laugh, plenty of booze (i was pg so not drinking) - except one of the female guests got completely bladdered. And bit the bride. SHortly afterwards she fell into the string quartet. She was a copper....! It is believed that she played for the other team, and was miffed that the bride did not share her feelings.
Wedding 2: we heard the father of the bride tell us all about his son for 20 mins, and how proud he was of him, before mentioning that the bride was sadly not very bright, but did look lovely on the day.
Wedding 3: One of my rellies, a fortune spent on trappings - 4 bridesmaids and a flower girl and paige boy, mother of the bride in coordinated outfit, horse drawn carriage, more flowers than chelsea flower show. We stood outside the church with the brides elderly grandmother who was a real character, but we were all freezing. 2 hours! DH scored huge brownie points with granny for giving her his jacket.
Got to the community centre reception, there were 2 bottles of wine for 8 people. SO a glass each then. That or orange squash. No bar. Dinner arrives....Heinz tomato soup (not enough to go round, so 4 of us didnt get any), followed by airline style chicken (about the same quantity) and supermarket black forest gateau still slightly frozen in the middle. Best mans speech "well, I dont really know (groom) very well...". We were sat with an ageing glam rock star who clearly had done waaaaaaaaaaay to many drugs back in the day, and could not string a coherent sentence together. WIfelet would have to mop his dribble at times (she was really sweet). Reception seemed to go on forever, until at 8oclock, the band arrives to set up, 9o'clock its like a gig and halleluja the bar opens. We managed to escape shortly after!
Wedding 4. My mother is helping her bf at bf's daughters wedding. BF says its time to cut the cake, mum is a little pissed and gets out the electric carving knife and cuts cake. Only the Bride and Groom have not yet cut the damn thing yet........ :D