Hangover - how did *that* happen?
Categories: random
Tags: photo, car, hangover, church, wedding
Date: 30 April 2006 16:06:11
I have had a flying visit south of the border to a friend's wedding yesterday, and am now thoroughly hung over - my head is pounding, I have felt nauseous all day.
All this on just half a glass of wine the entire day, as I was driving. Eh????? My friend, whom I was chauffeuring and sharing the hotel room with, drank for England and bounced awake bright as a button at 7 in the morning (as she always does, it's the most irritating habit imaginable for someone like me who's not a morning person!). It's so not fair!
Anyway, as I was saying ... driving.
I'd ordered a hire car to get us to and from the airport/Travelodge/church/reception and various combinations of those particular locations. Of course as usual I had ordered the cheapest, tiniest weeniest car as that's all I ever need, and as usual (this is the 3rd time I've used a hire car in this country) I was upgraded. In fact, the woman at the desk was so polite and British, she asked if I wouldn't mind being upgraded, as they were a bit short of small cars. And oh my goodness, I was upgraded to this little baby .......
Oh.My.Goodness. It was gorgeous. Usually I drive an H reg (read: ancient) car which does 0-60 in ooh about 7 months. What with the flight and this car with the 2l engine, I wasn't very good in the carbon footprint department, but I could have seriously got used to it! I didn't want to give it back!
The wedding itself was lovely. It was in this gorgeous countryside parish church, in a lovely riverside setting. The groom was someone I went to church with in London for many years (mad church) and although he left the church before I did, lots of the guests were from that church, and it was just fabulous to see them. It felt really strange - I still have huge issues about the church (regular readers may have noticed!), but outside of the church setting the people there are great. I don't know what it is about church that is all so bonkers and stressful, when outside of the church we got on really well. At the reception it was all of us "madchurch" lot who were mostly dancing, totally unselfconsciously and having a great time. I figure it was because we were so used to bonkers church services that actually getting up on a dancefloor hardly rates even a tiny blip on the embarass-o-meter. Still, whatever, it was great to have a bop - I must do that more often!
And the wedding itself - beautiful, beautiful. It was just the type of wedding that was perfect for D & S, and it gave me my yearly happy-clappy worship quotient (which I actually really enjoyed - I must be healing up somewhere! Hooray!). And yes, I did shed a little tear :)
And now I'm back at the Stately Pile, head thumping and trying not to think about having to finish my assignment for Tuesday. Sigh. I want to suspend reality a bit longer.