Ceremony: The Daily Post Prompt

I guess the most memorable ceremony in my adult life has to be my wedding in 1991.
It was a registry office do as it was the second time round for both of us.
The lady Registrar was lovely and waited for the remainder of our party to arrive.
We pointed out that we were all present.
She said she was content to wait, so we explained that there were only 9 of us : both sets of parents, our 3 witnesses and us.
Everyone took a row to ‘spread us out’ a bit.
My Mum and Dad had never seen me so serious, but I meant every word I said that day.
Hubby had a pair of handcuffs in his pocket in case I changed my mind before the ceremony, the intention being to handcuff me to the railings until I changed it back again.
Totally unnecessary of course!
The birds loved us as there was a ‘No Confetti’ notice up so our guests used rice crispies and sugar puffs.
Then we all went down the pub where we’d booked a function room for our meal.
It was a brilliant day, and we wouldn’t have changed a single thing about it.

Written for the Daily Post Prompt 28th May 2018.
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/ceremony/

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We made strong friendships both on and off the water, and enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours. Sadly times change and we now reside in a small bungalow a short distance from the beach on the Lincolnshire coast.
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8 Responses to Ceremony: The Daily Post Prompt

  1. lbeth1950 says:

    Sounds like a day to remember.

  2. lbeth1950 says:

    Good you had a wonderful day like that. I should have done something like that. My wedding was nothing but stress. I got married at home. Mother was angry and threw nothing but roadblocks in my way. My dad was a very difficult man, so he was no help. My sister was bossy and wrangled very every detail. It was a blazing hot August day and my parent’s house was not air conditioned. I had to be nuts to think it was a good idea to get married at their house.

    • We just wanted a quiet and personal day. Hubby would have been happy just us and two strangers as witnesses, but I wanted my parents there, so it was only fair to invite his too. My sister wasn’t too happy when she found out as she’d promised her daughters they were going to be bridesmaids. I don’t think she’s ever really forgiven me for breaking HER promise. My nephew and his girlfriend went to Gretna Green as they were sick and tired of family politics (bitter divorced parents) so we certainly didn’t
      blame them!

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  5. polarflares says:

    It’s good I was not there or I might have eaten the cereal off the ground! I do like the idea of a meal at a pub afterwards.

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