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Blogger I married him

Published Sunday, August 10, 2008 by PPQ.


That morning I opened my eyes and blinked furiously as I tried to get them to focus. As I stretched out for a morning hug, I realised that Bonobo wasn't actually there and reality came tumbling down happily around me. It was THE day, the big day. The wedding.

Before I had even managed to get my hair curled by the hairdresser, my trusty bridesmaids and I had narrowly averted several miniature catastrophes with seating plans and furniture. Yet I remained calm and in control much to the surprise of friends who thought that I would be running around in a panicked frenzy. I was determined to have a good day, come what may.

In typical PPQ style I was late to the Town Hall (under strict instructions of the registrar of course!), but mostly because troubleshooting the afore mentioned problems had meant that I had very little time to primp and preen myself, and instead found myself jumping in the shower and shaving my legs with only twenty minutes to spare. 

As we stepped outside onto the cobble stones to make the thirty second walk from the hotel to the Town Hall, the sky looked grey and ominous, the temperature dropped dramatically and the rain came down. But even that didn't get me down as the chatty, young doorman from the hotel escorted me with a rainbow-coloured golf umbrella. After all, they say it's lucky if it rains on your wedding day.

And so the registrar greeted me with a huge smile. Reminded me of what was to come and then I took Big Brother Senior's arm and we walked down the aisle. The excitement that had been quietly fizzing in the pit of my stomach started to bubble away and I felt almost giddy. And there was Bonobo at the end of the aisle, dressed up to the nines and beaming away at me.

The readings were perfect, funny and sweet and full of love and affection. And the ceremony was lovely.

And then, we were husband and wife. Married. Me and my best friend, my soul mate, my confidante, my protector.

We had a fabulous party afterwards with mouth-watering food, heart-wrenching speeches and music courtesy of Bonobo's band. Being in a room packed with people we love was such an incredible feeling.

And despite the terrible weather and the little mishaps in the morning, I couldn't have asked for a more perfect wedding. Or a better husband.




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