Salud, Kids!
Yes, I am still yapping about the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge gettin' hitched.
And, no, there were no glitches in THAT little soiree. Okay, there were a couple, but who's counting. Probably that mighty-stead and his rider who took a tiny tumble while riding shotgun for the D and D. But, that's another blog.
Kids, the best keeper of bees in all of the United Kingdom sent me loads of fabulous fodder for the blog, but we were bamboozled (technical) with all sorts of glitches and unable to bring them to ya.
Never fear, we are gonna.
Not to bore you with all the dreary details of my glitches...okay, just one, but it's a doozy.
Having dvr'd all things nuptials, I settled in with trusty hound (she's not really, but I needed even more drama here), luscious java and the remote control...British Brian's notes raring to go.
Much to my chagrin, the station we selected did, and excuse me here, a PISS and I mean PISS POOR JOB of wedding coverage. More specifically, they did a picture-in-picture with LOCAL COVERAGE outranking the wedding. In other words, the LOCAL NITWITS NEWS ANCHORS talked OVER the wedding. OVER IT. The use of caps will tell you that I was livid and livider (made that one up). Furious me.
Therefore, I spent all afternoon and into the evening, with MAJOR assistance from barrister-in-training, B, gathering weddingdata from various and sundry internet sites. It was a BITCH.
Bored yet?
Thought so. Therefore, I will shuffle away from my other glitches and bring you, FINALLY, the entertaining posts from Brian, over there in Eng-LAND. I wanted to emphasize that he gives us views from a real Brit, not half-ass ramblings from half-ass Yanks.
Yes, what's done is done, but go ahead and tip our hats to him and give devote one last day to wedding festivities.
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APRIL 29, 2011
Contributed by: Brian Wilson
United Kingdon
All rights reserved and copyrighted
Things have started!
At 8.30 in the morning the congregation started to arrive at the Abbey.
London's hairdressers must have been up all night as people arrived at such an early hour in all their finery with immaculate hair.
Naturally all eyes were on the ladies who had a "freer hand" to choose what to wear.
Again us Brits showed that we are not "straight laced" - colourful dresses was evident ,with Kate's "trademark" factinators well in evidence.
Us chaps had less choice as the dress code was formal, or even morning dress (that means a tail coat) - but, if looked carefully you could see many waistcoats (sorry vests for my US readers) were colourful, yet restrained.
(Pam/Gaz - you know the sort of waistcoats I mean - but red socks will definitely not be on the list!).
More later - Brian and mo
MORE POSTS TO COME!!
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