WeddingsAttending a wedding is like being handed a licence to act like a twat. Oh how I laughed when I sobered up and realised I'd nicked most of the plates and cutlery from the posh hotel lunch and those vague memories of stealthily exiting like a cat-burglar had in-fact involved falling out of the hotel, knives and forks clattering onto the steps.
Tell us your wedding stories.
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chthonic, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:19)
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Went to a wedding last Saturday......in Central London. It was quite poignant and everyone who was invited made it.
We had a great day with lots of friends celebrating very happy occasion. It was quite cathartic under the circumstances.
And no-one was afraid (many were v.v. drunk, however, but that's compulsory!)
The first dance was to 'Smack My Bitch Up'
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huntersbar, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 20:36,
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