I was talking about the break up of the marriage of my great niece and her husband the other day....and how flash their wedding was....not that that has any bearing on the break up......but I don't think our wedding cost us much above thirty quid.......OK, OK. I know it was 42 years ago and you got more for your money then(we earned less though, so I suppose that cancels out that argument).
My whole wedding outfit cost a grand total of twelve pounds...suit, shoes, blouse and hat.
Someone who I had worked with made me six buttonholes......I didn't have a bouquet.
The whole of the wedding party travelled in one taxi up to the register office in Haslingden....that cost three quid. My wedding ring was six quid....... and yes it IS gold.
It cost seventeen and sixpence to get married, so there was change from a pound.
We didn't have a reception - we had cheese butties, a battenburg cake, and a bottle of bubbly that had been left from the wedding of the daughter of a friend......the same lady also baked an extra tier of wedding cake, but that was cut at the factory party and distributed to all my shift mates....so there was none of that left on the actual day of the wedding.
We got married on the Monday, hubby had the following day off and we had a day trip to Blackpool on the bus....then he went back to work.
You could say that we did it all on a shoe string.
Over the years my hubby has asked many times if I didn't feel like I missed out....the answer is always the same 'No'.....the ceremony was all that mattered......we couldn't afford the flash stuff and all the flash stuff doesn't guarantee that things will last.
I haven't even got any wedding photo's......but it doesn't matter....I can relive the event in my head if I want to.
The memories I have are of it raining very hard, and me putting up my umbrella and getting covered in confetti....some wag had thought that was a neat trick.......of all my shift mates turning up at the registry office....before then going on to do a shift at the mill.
On the couple who have split up....it seems like there is little chance of them healing the rift.......the girl and her baby have gone back to her parents(who are saddened beyond belief....and really want to do the guy bodily harm)the house has a 'for sale' sign in the garden....so it is looking pretty final.......although you can never say never.
I know form experience that fate is a funny thing.
And yes, Cashy.....you are right, the only people who know exactly what has gone on inside this marriage are the young people involved.
My whole wedding outfit cost a grand total of twelve pounds...suit, shoes, blouse and hat.
Someone who I had worked with made me six buttonholes......I didn't have a bouquet.
The whole of the wedding party travelled in one taxi up to the register office in Haslingden....that cost three quid. My wedding ring was six quid....... and yes it IS gold.
It cost seventeen and sixpence to get married, so there was change from a pound.
We didn't have a reception - we had cheese butties, a battenburg cake, and a bottle of bubbly that had been left from the wedding of the daughter of a friend......the same lady also baked an extra tier of wedding cake, but that was cut at the factory party and distributed to all my shift mates....so there was none of that left on the actual day of the wedding.
We got married on the Monday, hubby had the following day off and we had a day trip to Blackpool on the bus....then he went back to work.
You could say that we did it all on a shoe string.
Over the years my hubby has asked many times if I didn't feel like I missed out....the answer is always the same 'No'.....the ceremony was all that mattered......we couldn't afford the flash stuff and all the flash stuff doesn't guarantee that things will last.
I haven't even got any wedding photo's......but it doesn't matter....I can relive the event in my head if I want to.
The memories I have are of it raining very hard, and me putting up my umbrella and getting covered in confetti....some wag had thought that was a neat trick.......of all my shift mates turning up at the registry office....before then going on to do a shift at the mill.
On the couple who have split up....it seems like there is little chance of them healing the rift.......the girl and her baby have gone back to her parents(who are saddened beyond belief....and really want to do the guy bodily harm)the house has a 'for sale' sign in the garden....so it is looking pretty final.......although you can never say never.
I know form experience that fate is a funny thing.
And yes, Cashy.....you are right, the only people who know exactly what has gone on inside this marriage are the young people involved.