The Buckingham Blog

We've been away this weekend for my little cousin Lisa's wedding.  We travelled down on Thursday by car and the journey was awful.  Firstly there was flash flooding, I ended up pulling over as I actually couldn't see in front of me even with wipers on full blast.  I was scared!  We heard on the radio once we got a bit further down, that they were recommending people don't go that route as it was dangerous on the road. 

Then as we approached Dundee, I didn't feel well, like really not well.  Every light was at red and I was all panicky.  After a brief stop at the big Tesco, we were on our way again.  We got as far as Stirling and came to a total standstill under the castle.  We turned the engine off we'd been there that long. 

We finally arrived at mums house, we had a chinese and got the kids to bed about 10pm.  I was feeling loads better, so James and I went to pub with Laura & Gary.  When we got home, I suddenly felt ill again, went cold, shakey and sweaty.  I was up almost all night, each time I started to nod off, I was not well again.  I think I got about 2 hours sleep before the kids woke up.  This was the day of the wedding!

I got myself up and showered and felt a bit better, got my hair done, fascinator in and drove to Glasgow to dads house.  By the time we got there, it was a mad dash before the taxi arrived to get into our wedding kit and to the National Piping Center in Glasgow City.  I wore a black dress accessorised with cerise pink.

On arrival I realised that the bridal colours were.....you guessed it, black kilts, black jackets, pink cravattes, pink flowers, pink bridesmaids.  Oooops!  The ceremony was lovely.  To keep everyone happy on both sides of the family, they had a humanist service.  It's probably the nicest wedding I've been to in terms of wording and stuff. 

After that, there was a champagne reception in the museum area, and photo's outside.  The bride and groom went off to get photos taken somewhere else (Botanic Gardens I think) and we sat outside in the bar next door.  The meal was really nice, melon to start, chicken with haggis for the main (not for me obviously, I had some veggie thing that was yum!) and chocolate cake for pudding.

Then to the best bit.....the ceilidh.  As most of you know I am not a dancer.  In fact I would go as far as to say i hate dancing.  On a night out, it gets my back up when people go on and on about me going on the dancefloor the drunker they get.  I prefer to watch.  However, I love ceilidh's.  Maybe as there is a set thing to do, everyone is doing it! 

One thing I was shocked and delighted by was the evening reception food - instead of the usual stovies/lasagne or sandwiches and chicken drummers, they had put on bacon rolls, sausage rolls (as in square sausage in a glasgow roll) and potato scones in a roll.  There were big bowls of brown sauce and ketchup.  BRILLIANT!

Lisa was dancing the night away with her new hubby Chris, while we sat getting slowly drunk...Laura more than the rest of us (sorry Laura!)  By the end of the night I was exhausted.  The taxi back to dads at 1:30am was interesting with Laura gassing like a budgie.

I woke up the yesterday with no hangover, just feeling very sore and pretty tired.  My arms are covered in bruises from all the dancing and my legs are killing me!  After a fry up, we headed back down to mums and the kids.  They had been as good as gold (apparently) and weren't even that bothered to see us. 

Later on we took them to Pirate Pete's which they absolutely loved.  Krystal is a little daredevil!  I nipped to Asda at night with mum while Tom was out in the taxi, otherwise it was a quiet one! 

Today we got up, sorted stuff out and drove home.  The journey was much nicer than the one down there!  Both kids slept which was nice, and the weather was good too!  I think it's safe to say a good weekend was had by all and it was lovely to see my family, especially some cousins, aunts & uncles I've not seen in a long time! 

All the best to Lisa & Chris for their future.

Julie.xx