Normally I don’t like to get excited about events, for if you hype it up too much you are only going to end up disappointed. Yet I have been lucky enough to have a few moments where the excitement was completely worth it.
As regular readers will know this blog veers towards the cynical more than the soppy, but please accept my apologies as the next few minutes may require your screen to be rubbed with Vaseline. On Saturday, August 18th 2012 the then Future Mrs G dropped the ‘future’ part of her name as we said our vows and got married.
It almost didn’t happen, as after the first hymn the vicar conducting the service leant towards me and said:
The answer to the next questions are ‘I do’
Nervous, because I wasn’t really paying attention at the wedding rehearsal, I stood there going through the words in my head. Just say ‘I do, just say ‘I do’. So as the organist belted out the last few notes of Jerusalem (chosen for the cricket link) I was ready with my answer. The vicar opened his mouth and said:
Does anyone here know of any lawful impediment why these two should not be married?
The brain and mouth were in flux, I was already for the first question and this was it? What should I say? As I am sitting here writing this now I think you can guess that I did not blurt out anything inappropriate and managed to keep my mouth shut.
As for the wedding itself we managed to put our own personalities into it, with bridesmaids entering to ‘Chariots of Fire’ (aka The Mr Bean song from the Olympics) Mrs GeekErgoSum to ‘Jurassic Park’ and us all exiting to the UEFA Champions League theme (sans kids waving a big football flag).
It was a fantastic day; the bride was beautiful as were the bridesmaids, and the groom and best man scrubbed up well. The church and hall looked fantastic, the cars were brilliant, the food delicious and the speeches touching and funny. It was the perfect day. A day that was exactly as I had hoped for but never want to do again because:
- It was so tiring and stressful on the day and the run up,
- We couldn’t pull it off a second time, and,
- Mrs GeekErgoSum reads this and if I suggest another marriage she may have some awkward questions for me.