Results tagged “wedding” from Birmingham Mail - Is It Just Me

Just to show I don't moan all the time I am in the midst of getting ready for my younger son's wedding in Greece in the Autumn. Theo is younger by a whole three minutes than his twin Christian who is best man.

To me the event is still sometime in the future but I was told recently that apparently it was 100 days away. How do women know these things . . . and why?

Being a bloke my view on such matters was that you have the whole of the weekend before you fly out to find a suit/shirt/shoes and so on and, let us be honest, there is even a couple of days when you arrive before you are in danger of turning up in a pair of Bermudas, knock off shades and flip flops.

Being a married bloke though this view was strangled at birth which means I have less than 100 days to lose enough weight here and there to allow the new suit, nestled snugly in its carrier, to hang better. This, I think, is a wifely euphemism for losing enough excess me to allow the rest of me to sit down, bend and actually breathe without taking out the eyes of guests with flying buttons.

There are socks I am not allowed to wear and shoes wrapped in tissue paper and clutching a receipt which "will do if we can't find anything better". There is a shirt, the wearing of which before the event is a capital offence along with a tie that is yet to know the delight of a gravy stain - funny how most of my ties eventually end up with a similar pattern.

At the end of the day though there is something rather satisfying about it all when a son and his soon to be wife move on to their next chapter and give a happy ending to one of mine.