| It’s the Final Countdown…..
Before I get into the nitty-gritty of the run up to the day and
also the day itself, I just thought I’d mention that all
the suppliers that were used in bringing together the wedding
day of myself & my husband will be mentioned in the final
diary entry. I should also apologise ahead of you reading this
as I’m typing it as I remember the things happening.
Anyway, getting back to the final days as a single lady, I finished
up work on Friday 8th October and I tell you now, I really needed
those extra days off ahead of the wedding. I got my nails done
on the Saturday morning as I wanted any knocks and chips to happen
with plenty of time to remedy them but it wasn’t needed.
They were so well done they even lasted throughout the honeymoon
(both parts, which I’ll explain later) and only needed to
be refilled within the past few days.
I pampered myself in the beauty salon in the week leading up
to the wedding. I had the best exfoliation treatment (called a
Body Salt Glow) done and got my eyelashes and eyebrows tinted
and shaped and that was on the Tuesday. On the Wednesday, I made
a return visit to get my tan (SunFX) applied and it was just right.
That left Thursday to pack and drop out the table plan and favours
to the hotel. This was done at around 8pm that evening. The weather
on the Thursday was miserable. I decided on a drive out with then
h2b, that if it was raining there wasn’t a darn thing anyone
could do about it so I left it up to the gods to decide what type
of weather we would have on our day.
I was able to phone around all the suppliers, and some even phoned
me in the run up to the day to confirm things. My eldest sister
and her partner were travelling over from Wales on the Wednesday
and she was brilliant. Nothing was too much bother. As my dad
had passed away some years ago, I had asked her whether she would
do me the honour of being my ‘giver away’ person.
She was delighted.
We had our rehearsal on the Tuesday evening (which meant my giver
away wasn’t there to practice walking down the aisle with
me) and it went off perfectly. The church in St. Margaret’s
village in Dublin was perfect. Not too big, not too small -
just right. The rehearsal lasted all of about 20 minutes and I
was delighted as I was getting quite tired at that stage. Our
son even got to practice being our ring bearer by bringing up
the ‘cushion’ which was our ring pillow. We entrusted
the real rings to the best man on the day but it gave him a sense
of taking part in his mum and dad’s big day.
Being somewhat traditionalist, I had decided that husband and
wife shouldn’t see each other on the day or the evening
before, so h2b toddled off home to his mother, bringing our son
with him. I realised that at that moment, the next time I would
see either of them would be at the top of the altar and it would
all be happening. My bridesmaid Audrey phoned me on the Wednesday
to say that even though we had arranged for her to stay over with
me on the Thursday, she thought she would be too unwell to do
so, so my eldest sister Ann stayed over instead. It was just as
well as you will read in the “Day of the Wedding”
diary entry.
After months and months of planning, the day of reckoning was
fast approaching. The night before the wedding, I said farewell
to my h2b and son and sat nursing a cough with a hot lemsip! Ann
was on her way over and we stayed in, ordered a Chinese takeaway
and opened a bottle of wine. Again it was just what I thought
my last night of singledom would be like.
Then the phone rang. It was Joseph. Himself and his brother we
having a problem working out what order the speeches were to take
place at the reception the following day. I didn’t know
off the top of my head but I had three wedding related books that
could give me the answer. Quick phone call back and everything
was sorted.
In my penultimate diary entry, I’ll take you through the
day that was my wedding.
Take care for now,
Lynne
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