It may be called a 'week-end', but it doesn't mean the work stops there.
Friday - Mum and I went to the Normanton Church to see it set up for a wedding and ask the girls who take care of the logistics a few questions. Then in the evening Chris and I went to the guitarist's house to discuss song choices for the ceremony and canapés out in the gardens of the hotel. Nigel the guitarist is not only the nicest bloke but an amazing musician who blew us away with his renditions. He also had really good suggestions for tunes that we hadn't decided on yet.
Saturday - We met with some of my friends in Oakham for brunch, then went home to help mum prepare for her birthday BBQ. Then we proceeded to enjoy the aforementioned birthday BBQ my dad put on with much wine and meat.
Sunday - In the morning we met with the events coordinator at the Normanton Park Hotel to discuss the finer details. Realised I still have a lot to pin down. Got occasionally frustrated at what seemed like 4 people all talking at once and rather hastily took up the coordinator's kind offer to sample the wines.
Monday - I had the day off work with the intention of getting loads of wedding bits done. Reality is I only got the stamping of the name tags finished, because I get bored and distracted very easily.
I've still got to cut up the postcards for the guestbook, finish the name tags, decide what to do for the table plan, assemble the tuck shop, order the cakes, buy shoes & handbag, put together the centre pieces, order candles, order table linens and ferry everything up to mum and dad's house at some point.
8 weeks and a few boxes of wine to go.
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