Like rain on your wedding day

In which I say I do.

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’

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Wedding booking drama

In which a single phone call tests my nerves.

Conversation at work recently touched on weddings, a subject that still fills me with fear. Not over the fact I did it, or the day itself, but the panics that were totally unnecessary in the run up to the big day.

I had to deal with a wedding booking situation that was so highly stressful that I was ready to call the whole shebang off. The worst thing about it all? There was no need for it.

As the then Future Mrs GeekErgoSum had yet to see the location for the wedding in August I decided to ring the reception venue we have booked to ask if we can go and have a look around when she came over to visit. Now this should have been a routine wedding booking call but turned into a test of my nerves. Below is, as far as I remember, the conversation I had (with added notes). Names and places have been changed to protect the guilty.

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Wanting to do a Best Man speech

In which I would like to thank the Bride and me the Groom.

After writing the tale of The Nobber and the saga of the Best-Man demotion I did realise the one thing I was most disappointed at regarding the whole saga. Not being able to do a Best Man speech.

I’ve been blessed with the confidence to stand up in front of others and talk, and I get a real kick out of doing it. When the chance to perform to an audience arises I may act all coy to begin with, but that is my natural Britishness coming out because I don’t want to seem to eager to put my hand up and do something I might be good at.

Being denied this opportunity was the one part that hurt the most, in fact during the demotion process I was once asked by the Future Mrs N to submit my proposed speech for approval like it was some kind of financial promotion for an insurance company. There was no way this was going to happen as it breaks the sacred bond between groom and best-man, and probably added to the reasons for my sudden dismissal.

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Becoming the Nobber

In which I tell the tale of the friend who was there when I least needed him.

Movie clichés are amazing aren’t they? The way the same old trope comes up again and again, especially in science fiction. The indepth exploration of what it means to be human seen through the prism of artificial intelligence or a simulated reality. Of all the great clichés is the body swap, the chance to swap bodies with someone who is the polar opposite to yourself and look at the world through their eyes. I mean how different can you get from Jamie Lee Curtis (whose family sit in the House of Lords) and Lindsay Lohan?

So if I was to swap with someone, who would I choose?

I could go for the easy opt out here, and say “oh there is nobody else I would rather be than me” or go all around the houses and not make any decision. So in the interest of not doing that I’m going for a hard choice. I’m going to swap with “The Nobber”.

The Nobber?
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Wedding music for grooms

In which it is the man’s job to find the tunes.

When planning the music for mine and the Then Future Mrs G’s wedding we decided that the traditional “Here Comes the Bride” was a bit staid and cliché, so we decided that we should look (or listen) at having our own wedding march. Neither of us are Beethoven or Chopin, so we were going have to choose something already composed.

There are a number of criteria for the processional, and they seem similar to other services styles, so to help other couples going through the same conundrum I thought I would put together a helpful list of the tunes we had on our possible playlist and provide some suggestions for wedding music for grooms. Continue reading “Wedding music for grooms”