Wedding Weekend

I’m just back through the door.  We’ve had a lovely (if very manic) weekend.

We have been to a two-day Indian Wedding, of a friend of Stu’s that he worked with on the Camel Trophy with and the Land Rover G4 Challenge.

Friday night was the ceremony and cocktail party at the brides family house in Surrey.  We were late to arrive (courtesy of the M25) and had had a mad 20 mins to get ready before our taxi took us into the depths of the Surrey countryside to a huge Arts & Crafts Mansion in its own forest.  We were not the last to arrive, and among 300 guests we were not obvious in our tardiness.  Sadly we missed a lot of the 2 hour service and rituals, which was a shame.

I’m nearly there

Charlie the Pigeon Killer

This week has been hard. But I am nearly through the hard-stuff now.

I am off to an Indian Wedding this afternoon,  a friend of Stu’s is getting married.  Tonight is in Surrey (cocktail dress) and tomorrow is a Black Tie event in Poole, Dorset.

I have been in a dilemma about what to wear, had three failed shopping missions and finally found a dress yesterday afternoon….

Today I had to rush around town to get a new pashmina, and some sparkly accessories…. I am now done in. Collected the dry cleaning (dress for tonight and Stu’s two suits) and am due to start packing at 3pm to leave soon after.

The hotel Stu has booked for Saturday is a chocolate themed hotel?! I’ve just had a look and apparently there are Chocolate Fountains available for each room and daily chocolate stashes as standard!! lol.  Serves us right for leaving the booking til the last minute!

The venue for the Poole wedding is the Italian Villa – which is beautiful. (and the food looks good too!)

Dog is off ot his kennels with his ‘duck’, cat will no doubt continue his massacre of the Newbury pigeons… My friend is staying to look after the evil homicidal maniac, I bet she doesn’t pick up the carcasses everyday….

Oh, and still have nowhere to live at the end of the month

It’s only bloody sunny!

And this morning was another great morning for poop patrol. Dog Owners – I could always do an app for Poop patrol? Probabilities of the poop pick-uppage days?  Seller?  I think so.

Very sunny day today and even a trip to Swindon has not dented my good mood. Had a very nice weekend with the girls, a very very long lunch in Carluccio’s on Saturday and I was even naughty greedy enough to have a dessert wine and dipping biscuit thingy instead of a pudding (I laugh in the face of weightwatchers points).

Dunkin Biscuits

Actually tastes like a bloody strong sherry trifle, but I suppose that’s rather common to admit!

Afternoon drinking doesn’t suit my rock chick image – after 2 bottles of red (between four of use, I hasten to add) and the said dessert wine, I was a little tipsy (yes, *again*) managed to go and blow some money in the shops but also was overcome with  drunken shoppers guilt and couldn’t go mad in Nars and Bobbi Brown like I had promised myself…  (also hate people watching me spending money like water…)

So Saturday night I think I passed out just as MOTD was starting.

Sunday took Bethie to her dance thingymajig and set about recreating myself as the Sunday 1950′s Housewife, cooked a Beef in Ale with Dumplings and a sponge pudding, ironed, washed and cleaned in between too….