Noon on a Friday may not be the normal time for a wedding, however, this was a wedding involving an Indian! The vicar hails from Halesowen, but spent most of his time in Oxford. His father was an Indian who came over many years ago and became, or perhaps was, an Anglican vicar. Therefore when his daughter is getting married it is done in Indian style, even though the groom is English.
Grooms do not matter on wedding day, they just say "I do," and shut up while the girls "coo" and "aaaaaah" over the bride. The boys just admire the Rolls-Royce's.
Last Saturday they had the eating celebration part, I did not make it, but the food was overpowering they say. Being Indian style, presents, mostly of money, are handed over, I think as contribution to the funds. There was certainly money amongst this lot today, Asians work, and work hard!
Today there were no presents, just a ceremony in St Peters, a church that does all the dressing up stuff, all which makes good pictures for the photographers. (Not me however, I left that to them). Dad officiated, his mate Geoff led, and the choir led with a song that went on too long and was beyond most of us. That is after the Indians had gathered! Timekeeping is not their best habit, especially when coming a distance, and with kids, so the noon start was not expected and did not arrive!
However, all went well, Jesus was preached, 'Love' was spoken off, the brides mother was happy and relieved, the vicar beamed, the couple sat in the white Rolls Royce, one of three, the black one once used by Princess Margaret, and cameras and phones took pictures everywhere.
Few from St Paul's appeared, work and other commitments holding them back, and so I felt out of place here, especially standing beside the Rolls.
Sadly my pictures inside the church were none to good, however, this matters not as hundreds will be found elsewhere. So, outside I just took shots of the people, though far too many people standing in my way for the pics I wanted. I did manage a few of the young women however, quite by chance.
Standing around was not doing me any good, so off to Sainsburys on a Friday afternoon, to save me rising early in the morning, and bought some Onion Bhajis, again by chance. Then home to seek a physio or a matron to ease my aches.
Typical, none available...
