The Wedding Of The Season

Well the wedding went really well and Debs was beautiful. There was of course the obligatory little hiccup, which didn't set the day too well - the make-up lady didn't turn up at the hair salon. Luckily the manager of the salon was very professional and took Debs round the Mac shop on Oxford Street (Sydney), where they kindly saved the day. Naughty make-up lady. Debs emerged stunning with a few little extras (little false eyelashes) which made her very coquettish. All was quickly forgotten as we washed away a couple of glasses of champers before the photographer arrived and the formalities started.

As far as I believe, not all was running so smoothly at the groom's camp. Besides frequent toilet trips, nervous sweating and very fiddly ties, they managed to turn up at the church on time. By the time we got there, there were still guests arriving (due to Sydney's inefficient taxi service) and the groom and his groomsmen seemed to be dashing in and out of the loo. Whilst all this was going on, we kept hidden behind some trees and out of the sweltering sun.

The service was good and all was fine. There were a few moments of tears, from the bride, groom and mother of the bride, but still everyone managed through and an ecstatic Mr and Mrs Woodford emerged from the church.






On to the reception and again, we all thoroughly enjoyed ourselves drinking champers and Pimms on the lawn. Very civilised. Stu and I ran round taking Polaroid snaps of all the guests so we could compile the guest book while the rest of the guests nibbled on some scrumptious canapes. (We missed out as carrying drinks, camera, postcards, pens, film and organising guests didn't leave a free hand for canapes. Damn - they looked good!)

The meal was lovely. Probably the best wedding food I've ever had (besides the food at our own wedding, of course). In true Ozzy style, half the guests had fish and the rest beef. Perfectly cooked and beautifully presented. If you didn't like what you were given, you simply swapped with your neighbour. The catering company did a fab job.




The speeches broke up the servings of food and once again there were a few tears, lots of laughs and one or two boos - poor best man! Never mind. All was quickly forgiven and the guests were left with a lovely memory of the groom from his stag do. Ouch - that looks painful!










We danced well until 11am, the bouquet was thrown and then stumbled down to the taxis and on to a nightclub for some; bed for the rest of us.



A lovely day.

An Australian Rugby Match

On Sunday we went to a rugby match at Centennial Stadium. It had been lashing with rain all day and the weather didn't let up for the game either. We arrived in good time and settled in our seats, but were blown all over the place by a wind created by the stadium - it seemed to be sucked down into the grounds like a vortex. Luckily we had lots of layers to keep warm, even though it was 18 degrees outside the stadium.

The game was set off with a fanfare and fireworks as the Warratahs came out to play against the Stormers. The play was poor and both teams struggled to score a try, in particular the home side - the Warratahs. The end result was 18-10 to the Stormers. A dispointing game, but the event was good. We had a few beers and thoroughly enjoyed having a gang of us at the game.

Filling Our Time

Just to let you know, whilst in Australia we haven't been doing very much. Helping out with wedding tasks, meeting up with the relatives and pottering about. Very busy doing nothing. All good fun - but nothing to report.

Wedding Preparation

Well we've been busy with the wedding preparation and it's now only a few days away. Everything is set and luckily for me the bridesmaids dress fits (after a few alterations). The family have arrived and we've had lots of family dinners and a few ladies only lunches. It's been lovely catching up with them all again. We've even managed a few days sitting on the beach and Stu's been doing some surfing at last!

Moving On - Australia Here I Come!

Well, I left Stuart in Auckland seeing his friend Tammy. We had a minor panic attack as we realised that Stuart didn't have a visa for New Zealand just as the plane was landing in Auckland. Oops. Luckily for us he didn't need one and so I was allowed my mini-holiday away from him for a week. Hoorah! - only kidding Stu ;o)

Now I'm with with my lovely sister in Sydney and we're going to be pottering about and doing last minute planning and preparation in the run to her wedding on the 23rd March. I'm very excited, as is she! Plus, I get to see my parents in a week or so. Lovely!