Birthdays, Weddings and Barmitsfas

I was 30 on Friday as you may have deduced from my previous blog! Bob and I didn’t do much. There had been talk of going out with some of his mates for a balti as they were coming home for a wedding. Sam boy didn’t make it as his train from Edinburgh was cancelled so he had to travel down early Saturday. The others had all decided to travel Saturday too. So Bob and I stayed in and drank vino and watched The Hits which was showing The Offsprings idea of the 50 best rock videos ever made. So I had a bit of a dance to some of them just to prove I still had it. Bob agreed I did but he has to say that.

On Saturday we went to Emily and Randles wedding. Bob went to school with both Em and Randle, they have been together for years and finally tied the knot. The wedding took place at Knowbury which is on the side of Clee Hill. The ceremony was really nice and they managed to get all the photos done before a big shower descended upon us. We adjourned to the pub down the road. I had had a bit of a dodgy belly for a few days so didn’t drink very much at all. I think I may have decided to do this at all weddings in the future as it is quite hilarious watching the drunken buffoons, (my husband amongst them) dancing and talking nonsense.

At about 9 the band started up, they were quite funky and played some cool covers. Randle is in a band, (Cantaloop) they have been around for years. They are really talented but for some reason have never made it huge. They are also quite funky. All the members of the band were there including all the ex members, (one of whom is now in the Fun Lovin Criminals). There were rumours afoot that Cantaloop would play but we had all decided they wouldn’t as who the hell would want to be in the band on your wedding day?! They proved us wrong. At about 10:30 we were outside when we heard a very brief sound check and the unmistakable sound of a trumpet and saxophone. We rushed in. The hired band had let Cantaloop use their drums, mikes and amps but the other had bought their stuff with them. They only played two tunes but they were amazing and Randle went nuts on the drums. I think it is fair to say they blew the hired band off the stage. Anyway, Bobs dad came and picked us up and we went to bed.

On Sunday we lounged around up on the hill for a bit at the farm. Then we went to see my mum and dad. My mum isn’t well, she has a slipped disk in her back but they still insisted I came around to see them. We had the obligatory roast dinner which I struggled to eat owing to the dodgy tummy but it was still lovely. My mum now thinks I am pregnant which, strange lady.

Then we tootled off home and I fell asleep on the sofa. I would say it’s my age but I’ve always enjoyed a nap so I can’t blame it on that.