Well, never say never, but still: now is a good time.
So to start with the last weekend. That's when my friend got married. It was in a very small village in the backwaters of Germany. Or so I say. But it is certainly no Metropolis. Still, very nice and very rural.
After work on Friday I packed the last of my stuff and then drove there by train. As expected, the train was late. Fortunately, the connecting rural tram has to wait for the express. So I caught that and met up with my friend, her Mum, her husbands Mum and an "old" friend of his. She is only 28, but she has known him for quite a while.
We had dinner and then my friend drove the friend and me to our hotel. It was a very nice and cozy hotel, but with a horrid smell of cigarettes. When I got home I just had to take a shower, to get it out of my pores.
But other than that it was very nice and the people working there very friendly and helpful.
On Saturday at breakfast, we met more of his family. His Dad and Stepmom, his Dad's sister and her husband and one of his brothers and his Girlfriend. They are all from UK, so we spoke english. And the next day after breakfast a nice old lady from a neighbouring table complemented the friend and me on our good german, which was funny, of course. But kind of nice as well.
Anyway. We met at breakfast. The friend (I am not giving her name) knows his family and I speak english, so we got along rather way. We then got ready for the church wedding at 12.00 am.
It was a very nice and small church in the village. Not overloading with statues of holy people or such. We waited in front, as the weather was very nice. Then her attendant came, a colleague and friend of hers, with her family. And what do you know: we where wearing the same dress, in the same colour, but different sizes. And that only, because she is 7 months pregnant. So....
Well, it shows my nieces good taste in dresses anyway. The attendant had a different stole in white and her shoes where white as well. We had fun though. I like here and we both had problems to find just the right dress.
I had a photo taken of us in our dresses.
Well, the other wedding-guests arrived and we went in. The groom stood nervously at the altar and then the bride came. She was led into the church by her father-in-law, as her own father is sadly already dead. So this was really very nice. I thought. The grooms brother was his best man, by the way. Forgot to mention that.
It was a very nice service and not overlong, so that was nice as well. I was a bit worried, because in my memories catholic weddings are overlong. But I forgot, that the groom is Church of England = Anglican. And therefore in the eyes of the catholic church seemingly not the right kind of christians. I am not sure though. But I am sure that my friend said, that because of his being anglican, it was not the usual catholic wedding.
Well, the groom was wearing Tophat, purple tie and tails and looked VERY handsome. The bride had a tiara a veil, and a very nicely empbroidered dress with a not to long train. But it turned dangerous at the dancing part later. As ever: she was a very lovely bride. And she isn't all the ugly apart from that.
After the wedding we all drove the restaurant, where the party took place in a corso and tooted the horns. Well, I sat in the back, so I let others hoot. People looked, one kid waved, it was great fun.
Then we did the shake-hand and found our tables. There was a plan. Every table had a famous couple as title, mine was Victoria and Albert. But there were Bernard and Bianca (the mice), Emperor Franz of Austria and Empress Sissi, And this vampire guy, with the annoying woman, whose names I can't remember. There were others as well. And there was a portrait of both.
Every table was decorated with a white cloth and a purple stripe, there where purple butterflies and other purple decorations and everyone had a namesigh with a white butterfly. So what do you think? Yes: my friend likes purple and butterflies.
There also was a camera and every table had to do something for the couple. Write a recipe or a way to love, whatever. Also, every guest got a wedding-marmalade as present. Very tasty, by the way.
There were too many very nice cakes, but the wedding cake deserves mentioning. It had four layers: Strawberry, Lemon, Chocolate and Vanilla.
After Cakes there were games and presents got unpacked, speeches were made (and very nice, too) and people changed tables and got to know the other guests. On may tables were the friend of the groom and neighbours of the bride and they were very nice. As nice, as my friend had said.
Oh, the bouqet was thrown, but I had found a place in a backrow and hid behind a taller girl. So I was lucky in that.
The dinner was just as great as cake and coffee and then the dancing began. At first the music was rather hard to take. At least for me, but in the end it was rather nice and I got in some dancing with the britisch guests.
We than took a cab back to the hotel.
Next morning we had breakfast and then went our seperate ways. The Friend and way made a stop in Cologne to visit the Roman-Germanic-Museum and had some ice-cream afterwards. Then I went home and she went to an NS-Documentation-Centre that interested her.
We both got home well and I know that, because for once I remembered to exchange adresses and numbers.
On Monday I went back to work and all was the same, BUT today I moved the furniture in my living-room. I do that now and again and it was time again. So now I turned things around a bit and so gained a lot of space in the centre of the room, even though I made myself a TV-Corner.. I like it.
Tomorrow I'll hoover and clean and then I tackle the next room. But tomorrow I will also buy the birthday present for my niece, who turns 18 on Saturday. She is a big girl now!!!
That's about it for now. I hope you enjoyed it. As ever I don't own any of the clips above. I just like them. Cheerio!
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