I'm sure you're all heartedly sick of wedding talk and I promise not to mention anymore after this but I left out some important information!
Freddie only bit one guest! phew
And I quote:
Although I have to set the scene a bit here
Son of Himself (just as guests are arriving): Z do you have a pencil and long piece of paper that I can have Right Now?
Me: ? Have you looked in your bedroom?
SofH: I'll look now, don't let anyone in!
Me: !
returns with v long piece of paper (that computer stuff with the holes down the side) about 8 feet long.
SofH: I Need Sellotape!
Me: (whilst kissing rellies and accepting armsful of booze[!]) kitchen drawer (thinks) along with the scissors!
Himself: What's he doing?
Me: Fuck knows
SofH: Can you stick this paper up by the door?
Once placed SofH asks each guest to sign in "in a straight line please!"
Himself: Why are you doing this son?
SofH: So we know who to invite next time.
!
My sister to my mother: You've got 3 daughters but this is your fifth son-in-law.
Mother: They come and go.
That's All Folks
(off to Istanbul (not Constantinople) tomorrow so will be away for a week - byeeeeee)
5 comments:
ah! one of my favourite songs
I shall be humming it all day long, thinking of you - have a lovely time
(hope you get to watch the rugby!)
LOL
Families.... you've got to love them!
OUCH!
They should just call it Byzantinoplebul.
"...who to invite next time..." That's a gem!
have fun in byzantium. bring me back something byzantish!
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