I was sent an invitation to my cousin's wedding in July - the invite was addressed only to me, not Emma & Guest or Emma & Partner.
On receipt of this, I emailed my cousin, Kirsty to ask if P could come with me.
Her reply - we're full in the church/reception but P can come along to the evening do, which starts at about 7pm.
Upon repeating this information to my mum, Mum went on to tell me she'd actually had words with her brother (my cousin's Dad) as he'd phoned her to talk about invitations and Mum'd told him about me and P. He was very uncomfortable about how I'd got into our "situation". (this call had already happened when I emailed my cousin.)
Mum - "He's a dinosaur."
Bless her cottons, she defended me & P to her own brother, which is more than I could ever have asked for & in this day and age, we will still come across views that are not 21st Centurised.
I love my mum to bits. (I already did, but power to her!)
Now giggling about dressing up in a white t-shirt, bleached denim dungarees, Doc Martens and with bleached blonde hair marching into Barton Church (near Cambridge and very TINY) and ruining my uncle's reputation as a fine upstanding man. He'd be the talk of the village for many years to come....
3 comments:
that's outrageous! methinks you should have a Word with your cousin. the church can't be THAT small?!
Hmmph. J xx
So, what are you going to do? If you intend on going, if they still say no to church etc, both turn up for evening only?
Ce xx
Can all your dykey mates come too ?
*wicked giggling*
i LOVE ya mum !!
Beanie
x
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