Hoedown in England


I love this girl.

Tamara and Rob’s wedding was Saturday in Bedford, and it was, as they say, brilliant fun. The ceremony was short, beautiful and to the point, the vicar made a few comments about how much wine was to be drunk at the reception later, and then we all headed over for said reception.

Admittedly, the catering staff was crap, and it took over two hours to serve bangers and mash. After finally receving our table’s very cold potatoes, Tamara’s friend Martha declared ‘Don’t worry guys! We just need to get more drunk!’. And so more wine was poured.

After the meal and the speeches, the floor was cleared for the barn dance.


The barn dancing was led by a man who sparked the following debate, which lasted all night: Does he look more like Kenny Rogers or George Lucas? You decide.

Some of the barn dances went fairly smoothly; others were complete chaos and almost ended in injury. If ever someone was without a partner, Martha would run off and reappear with a random 72-year-old man on her arm, ready to dance. At one point, searching for a partner for someone, she yelled, ‘I’ll get the vicar!’. And so she did.

We waved Tamara and Rob off at the end of the night. They left early this morning for their three-week honeymoon in India. (Part of the trip will be spent on a basically deserted island).

I couldn’t wish more happiness on anyone.

About aasaelsewhere

I like Saskatchewan fine, but am hitting the road soon anyway. First on the itinerary: Portugal, England, Ireland, then England again. I have Yellow Fever immunity, a pending visa, and a blank passport, and can't promise anything.
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2 Responses to Hoedown in England

  1. Cheryl says:

    I have just finished reading every entry, since finding out about your blog not too long ago. You are so interesting to read, and the personal essays flow so well, it is possible to vicariously be in the places and situations you describe. (However, I am missing the many flavours of local beers.)

  2. Cheryl says:

    Not to split an infinitive, that should have read “it is possible to be vicariously in places….”

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