100 (or so) go mad in Cumbria
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madwitchOr the wonderful wedding of Mr Steve and Lady Shayna
The four fabulous females (myself, Sasha,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
medusa_nw and the lovely faerierhona) left grotty fair Uxbridge on our adventures at lunchtime on Friday, the best time for all adventures to start. Our journey to the wilds of Barrow-in-Furness was filled with the happy laughter of young girls full of joy and exuberance, our hearts light and our minds concentrated on the expected pleasure of the weekend ahead. Our shining innocent faces were...
I need a sound file here. The one used so often of a record having the stylus pulled across it.
It was a very fun journey up, with some annoyances from traffic. Laughing and chatting and some snarking and things. R drove past the hotel we were staying in at least twice, the first time because we all went "Oh! There it is!" and the second time because she's Rhona. It was quite a good find on my part, they were nice, inexpensive and v good at being helpful in an emergency. Even if Rhona did try to kill their dog.
Fortified by Baileys, we went foraging for food in Barrow. A short stroll to clear out the cobwebs, we thought. We'd just consumed a bottle of Baileys, we cannot be held responsible for such insanity. TAXIS RULE.
After asking A Local (being a group of women, and therefore allowed to ask for directions), we found a rather fantastic Italian place where we had a lovely evening, which apparently proves why you should always buy a lottery ticket. This is because we, as ever, got chatting to our waiter, and discovered that not only did he live in London until a couple of years ago, he lived in Battersea. On the Doddington Estate. 2 buildings away from the block me, Nic and Sasha live in. Arthur Court, in fact, where Nic has her garage.
What are the odds, really? Oh wait, this is my Twilight Zone field, isn't it? I'm shocked we didn't run into the Doddington Marching Band in the middle of the street. Not that there is one, but there probably should be.
The 'Julio Iglesias sings AOR classics' soundtrack we could have done without, however.
Obviously the only thing we could do after this was go meet Mrelethiomel (our happy groom) and Mr souldestruction (his nervy best man) for beer. So we did. Because the best thing to do when you have to get up and go to a wedding in the morning is GET DRUNK.
Saturday dawned fine and sunny. Hey, if I was a weather God, I'd have been too scared to let it rain onebq's wedding day. There was much getting ready and arriving just in time to see elethiomel being shooed inside by the lovely ditzy_pole in her role as fretting bridesmaid, then the magnificent arrival of ebq in a horse drawn carriage. It is quite possible that I have never seen anyone look so beautiful in my life.
I did say this was perfect, yes?
I am a bit of a cynic (as well as being a bit of a romantic, which is just odd). I do not cry at weddings, ever. It's just thatelethiomel's hayfever was contagious, Nic, Sasha and Rhona caught it too.
Alright, I cried. But she looked so lovely and happy and he looked so happy and his ears were bright pink with nerves (I assume) before the ceremony started and everyone was so happy and it was all just so damned fantastic.
There followed photos and silliness whilst we waited for the wedding breakfast, during which Rhona and Karo were made to squeak, and Steve got party popper contents in his mouth. The venue was stunning, the food was fab, the speeches were v moving and v funny, it's really damned hard to describe the greatness.inskauldrak and I both nearly died of laughing, as Steve and Shayna had put the most degenerate reprobates on the same table. There was much sticking of glitter to foreheads and places, throwing of confetti and chocolate down K's cleavage (we had no ice), and Dave Collis has a very powerful foot. K has said that when she gets married, we aren't allowed to all sit at the same table. She's going to split us up, as we can do more damage that way.
There followed dancing. R and I almost died of no breath from blowing bubbles in an atmospheric manner, Jack the Rock Kid stole the entire show and ran off with it,vilenspotens has still got a sense of rhythm despite being a Dad, he just needs an audience, cryx is great and it was fantastic to see her again. Rhona is not allowed to chair dance in a corset, souldestruction may be required by law to do the 'Matt Dance' on all occasions from this day on, and air guitar is always a good thing. Insane, rambling and varied conversations outside were had, they were v amusing. Sasha making everyone take photos of themselves was funny, as were some of the results. There had been a lot of alcohol. I just look like I'm plotting the downfall of nations, or pissed. One of the two, possibly both.
And nobody who saw it is ever going to forget the 'Tainted Love' moment. Especially notelethiomel. ebq is all of the amazing.
We were a lot drunk when we left, we paid for it this morning. Thankfully, we were in a hotel that could provide the painkillers Rhona needed, a loan of a pair of crutches and a Doctor who was sitting at the table next to us at breakfast. Went back up to Abbey House to say goodbye to people, who were all still on a high from the night before. Especiallyelethiomel, unsurprisingly.
faerierhona is v kind and good and wonderful for driving us back to Uxbridge despite the pain she was in. We are v v grateful.
ebq and elethiomel are wonderful people who deserve every second of the happiness that they have now and will have in the future. They are, in fact, cool beans. Huzzah for them.
I am exhausted. G'night.
The four fabulous females (myself, Sasha,
medusa_nw and the lovely faerierhona) left I need a sound file here. The one used so often of a record having the stylus pulled across it.
It was a very fun journey up, with some annoyances from traffic. Laughing and chatting and some snarking and things. R drove past the hotel we were staying in at least twice, the first time because we all went "Oh! There it is!" and the second time because she's Rhona. It was quite a good find on my part, they were nice, inexpensive and v good at being helpful in an emergency. Even if Rhona did try to kill their dog.
Fortified by Baileys, we went foraging for food in Barrow. A short stroll to clear out the cobwebs, we thought. We'd just consumed a bottle of Baileys, we cannot be held responsible for such insanity. TAXIS RULE.
After asking A Local (being a group of women, and therefore allowed to ask for directions), we found a rather fantastic Italian place where we had a lovely evening, which apparently proves why you should always buy a lottery ticket. This is because we, as ever, got chatting to our waiter, and discovered that not only did he live in London until a couple of years ago, he lived in Battersea. On the Doddington Estate. 2 buildings away from the block me, Nic and Sasha live in. Arthur Court, in fact, where Nic has her garage.
What are the odds, really? Oh wait, this is my Twilight Zone field, isn't it? I'm shocked we didn't run into the Doddington Marching Band in the middle of the street. Not that there is one, but there probably should be.
The 'Julio Iglesias sings AOR classics' soundtrack we could have done without, however.
Obviously the only thing we could do after this was go meet Mr
elethiomel (our happy groom) and Mr souldestruction (his nervy best man) for beer. So we did. Because the best thing to do when you have to get up and go to a wedding in the morning is GET DRUNK. Saturday dawned fine and sunny. Hey, if I was a weather God, I'd have been too scared to let it rain on
ebq's wedding day. There was much getting ready and arriving just in time to see elethiomel being shooed inside by the lovely ditzy_pole in her role as fretting bridesmaid, then the magnificent arrival of ebq in a horse drawn carriage. It is quite possible that I have never seen anyone look so beautiful in my life.I did say this was perfect, yes?
I am a bit of a cynic (as well as being a bit of a romantic, which is just odd). I do not cry at weddings, ever. It's just that
elethiomel's hayfever was contagious, Nic, Sasha and Rhona caught it too. Alright, I cried. But she looked so lovely and happy and he looked so happy and his ears were bright pink with nerves (I assume) before the ceremony started and everyone was so happy and it was all just so damned fantastic.
There followed photos and silliness whilst we waited for the wedding breakfast, during which Rhona and Karo were made to squeak, and Steve got party popper contents in his mouth. The venue was stunning, the food was fab, the speeches were v moving and v funny, it's really damned hard to describe the greatness.
inskauldrak and I both nearly died of laughing, as Steve and Shayna had put the most degenerate reprobates on the same table. There was much sticking of glitter to foreheads and places, throwing of confetti and chocolate down K's cleavage (we had no ice), and Dave Collis has a very powerful foot. K has said that when she gets married, we aren't allowed to all sit at the same table. She's going to split us up, as we can do more damage that way. There followed dancing. R and I almost died of no breath from blowing bubbles in an atmospheric manner, Jack the Rock Kid stole the entire show and ran off with it,
vilenspotens has still got a sense of rhythm despite being a Dad, he just needs an audience, cryx is great and it was fantastic to see her again. Rhona is not allowed to chair dance in a corset, souldestruction may be required by law to do the 'Matt Dance' on all occasions from this day on, and air guitar is always a good thing. Insane, rambling and varied conversations outside were had, they were v amusing. Sasha making everyone take photos of themselves was funny, as were some of the results. There had been a lot of alcohol. I just look like I'm plotting the downfall of nations, or pissed. One of the two, possibly both. And nobody who saw it is ever going to forget the 'Tainted Love' moment. Especially not
elethiomel. ebq is all of the amazing. We were a lot drunk when we left, we paid for it this morning. Thankfully, we were in a hotel that could provide the painkillers Rhona needed, a loan of a pair of crutches and a Doctor who was sitting at the table next to us at breakfast. Went back up to Abbey House to say goodbye to people, who were all still on a high from the night before. Especially
elethiomel, unsurprisingly. faerierhona is v kind and good and wonderful for driving us back to Uxbridge despite the pain she was in. We are v v grateful. ebq and elethiomel are wonderful people who deserve every second of the happiness that they have now and will have in the future. They are, in fact, cool beans. Huzzah for them.I am exhausted. G'night.
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Date: 2007-09-10 12:36 am (UTC)So instead of one naughty table, there are going to be at least four naughty tables. ;o)
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Date: 2007-09-10 07:37 am (UTC)What else would you expect from Lady Karo?
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Date: 2007-09-10 03:24 pm (UTC)But a wonderful, wonderful weekend. Am completely and utterly shattered though...
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