chrismpw
Player Valuation: £70m
There's nothing like falling in love and one day thinking "You know what? I'd really like to get the local authorities involved and get a certificate while handing over an unreasonable wedge of money to some fancy hotel"
Ok so it's the season. I was at a wedding yesterday - son of a good friend; I agreed to do a bit of chauffering in my MG and in return the utter sod invited me to join in. It was lovely etc etc. I have to say though, I'm the type where my blood runs cold when a wedding invite lands on my doormat.
The incessant hanging around, the faceache from endless grinning, the forced conversation with people who are so distant from you they probably know someone who knows Kevin Bacon, the massively overpriced arctic-cold mass-produced sorry substitute for real ale, the music so loud it murders conversation all evening so you just sit there being deafened with 100 other people who are fighting fif table space as far away from the speakers as possible, watching somebody else's toddlers screaming about knocking over other people's expensive drinks while you wonder why the DJ persists with ruining everybody's evening for the sake of the 2 or 3 people on the dance floor.
The grub is normally pretty good but I'm told (regularly by Mrs Chrismpw) that its bad form just to turn up, eat and leave.
So what do you all feel about wedding season coming upon us? Are they a delight or a chore? What bugs you most about them?
Ok so it's the season. I was at a wedding yesterday - son of a good friend; I agreed to do a bit of chauffering in my MG and in return the utter sod invited me to join in. It was lovely etc etc. I have to say though, I'm the type where my blood runs cold when a wedding invite lands on my doormat.
The incessant hanging around, the faceache from endless grinning, the forced conversation with people who are so distant from you they probably know someone who knows Kevin Bacon, the massively overpriced arctic-cold mass-produced sorry substitute for real ale, the music so loud it murders conversation all evening so you just sit there being deafened with 100 other people who are fighting fif table space as far away from the speakers as possible, watching somebody else's toddlers screaming about knocking over other people's expensive drinks while you wonder why the DJ persists with ruining everybody's evening for the sake of the 2 or 3 people on the dance floor.
The grub is normally pretty good but I'm told (regularly by Mrs Chrismpw) that its bad form just to turn up, eat and leave.
So what do you all feel about wedding season coming upon us? Are they a delight or a chore? What bugs you most about them?