Invites and Dresses

Well, time’s marching on as predicted but there’s still loads of time until July, right?

The invitations are just about ready. There’s still 1 or 2 little niggles to fix on the latest proof. The wording is such that the evening invite only needs a couple of words changing. They will need to be kept separate though just to avoid an embarrassing mix up.

Vicky’s calendar is starting to fill up with appointments for hair trials and dress fittings. The bridesmaids’ dresses have been chosen and ordered. From the brochure, it’s strange (at least to me) what passes for a bridesmaid’s dress these days. Not only are there some unusual cuts but there are also some surprising colour combinations.

We ordered the wedding cake at the weekend so that’s another tick in the box. And we left the place without scoffing a load of the hand-made sweeties they make in the process.

The dates have been fixed for the stag and hen parties. I was in trouble with my best man’s wife because the stag do was scheduled to be on their wedding anniversary. But then I also got told by a new bride that anniversaries don’t matter. Is it any wonder us men get it so wrong with all these mixed messages?

There’s a Dress, a Magician and a Florist

We have a dress! Or rather Vicky has chosen a dress. I know nothing more about it other than it’s from Wedding Belles of Otley. I also know that the bridesmaids’ dresses are 2-tone pink. I’ve seen some cloth swatches and some pictures of flower bouquets and they look a really good match. As for sorting out my own attire, I must admit, I’ve done zip about that. There’s still loads of time! (Famous last words)

The magician is sorted. We met him at the Devonshire Arms to discuss what we were looking for. It’s bread-and-butter stuff to him. He showed us a couple of tricks and I could work out how one of them could be done; I just couldn’t see him doing it!

The guest list is pretty much there too. I don’t think(!) we’ve forgotten anyone . Now all we have to do is work out where people are going to sit. We had thought of just assigning people to tables and letting them place themselves but we’re mulling that over some more.

Sorting out the evening music (which is one of the things people will really remember) is proving more difficult than it really should be. Three Men and a Bass have been recommended to us but getting a dialogue started with them is like pulling teeth. We’ve given them a deadline so we’ll see what happens.

We met with our preferred florist yesterday. The deal with the Devonshire Arms includes table centre pieces but the room itself will need some inspired decorating as it’s a very bland space; it could be used for anything from a board meeting to a funeral service without too much effort. Susie loves it simply because, as a result of its sterileness, the scope of how it could be decorated is wide open.  Also, you’ve got to hand it to her; her dedication is unquestionable!  She met with us even though her 3rd baby was due any day now.