Max and the French Bloke get wed
Blearily out of bed and Lorraine drove us off to Weybridge to see Max and the French Bloke (aka Michel) get married.
Max had finally relented and allowed the marriage to happen, although having had three children together meant that they were obviously somewhat involved. Arrived early, with Lorraine sipping tea from the flask to soothe her throat once we'd arrived. Bumped into Pat and Judith his wife there, and soon the place filled up with lots of guests, and a host of angelic children in wedding attire. Good to see the old French Bloke, who is generally unfazed by anything, looking nervous. The ceremony passed off well, with a lovely registrar. I found myself fighting off the tears as is usual at events like this.
A photography session in the registry office gardens, before we all drove back to Max and Michel's house, where the garden had been transformed with a canopy and seating. Lots to drink and eat, and a massive party ensued. Lots of friends there of course, including Matty boy who made an excellent best man speech, First Matie, Tasha and Steve, Isy, the lovely Eva who was over from Munich, and other old agency pals I'd not seen in years, plus folks from the Tavistock Square agency. There were all the boys from the barge too, plus partners. I enjoyed lots of chats with people, especially with The FB's mother Yvette, who was dressed with great chic, and was quite a character.
The house is in Chertsey Meads just by the Thames, and we all walked to the riverside and released lanterns just after sundown. Rather poetic views of the lanterns drifting up over the river and away.
There was an excellent band, and a DJ and lots of dancing. I lustily exhibited the Gangnam style dance (see yesterday's entry) for people's edification. In fact danced like a maniac as is customary. All in all a wonderful, and memorable day.
Lorraine drove us home, and we were back before midnight too. All good.
Below Max and Michel, Max and the French Bloke surrounded by the FB's six children, and one grandchild, plus niece. Plus Max's pal Judith on her left. Lanterns, which were followed by one humongous firework.
Max had finally relented and allowed the marriage to happen, although having had three children together meant that they were obviously somewhat involved. Arrived early, with Lorraine sipping tea from the flask to soothe her throat once we'd arrived. Bumped into Pat and Judith his wife there, and soon the place filled up with lots of guests, and a host of angelic children in wedding attire. Good to see the old French Bloke, who is generally unfazed by anything, looking nervous. The ceremony passed off well, with a lovely registrar. I found myself fighting off the tears as is usual at events like this.
A photography session in the registry office gardens, before we all drove back to Max and Michel's house, where the garden had been transformed with a canopy and seating. Lots to drink and eat, and a massive party ensued. Lots of friends there of course, including Matty boy who made an excellent best man speech, First Matie, Tasha and Steve, Isy, the lovely Eva who was over from Munich, and other old agency pals I'd not seen in years, plus folks from the Tavistock Square agency. There were all the boys from the barge too, plus partners. I enjoyed lots of chats with people, especially with The FB's mother Yvette, who was dressed with great chic, and was quite a character.
The house is in Chertsey Meads just by the Thames, and we all walked to the riverside and released lanterns just after sundown. Rather poetic views of the lanterns drifting up over the river and away.
There was an excellent band, and a DJ and lots of dancing. I lustily exhibited the Gangnam style dance (see yesterday's entry) for people's edification. In fact danced like a maniac as is customary. All in all a wonderful, and memorable day.
Lorraine drove us home, and we were back before midnight too. All good.
Below Max and Michel, Max and the French Bloke surrounded by the FB's six children, and one grandchild, plus niece. Plus Max's pal Judith on her left. Lanterns, which were followed by one humongous firework.
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