Well well!
I got a Wedding invite from a cousin earlier this week. I knew it was coming, but I didn't know what was coming. It's not a Wedding day invite; it's a Wedding Festival invite. I've never heard of anything like it. But, for the first time ever, I'm actually a little bit excited about a Wedding!
I am festival junkie anyway, so an extra one can't do any harm. It even says to bring wellies!!! Apparently we camp for the weekend. There's (and yes, I am copying this!) festival food, live music, local wine and beer, disco, open mike, story-telling, massage, duck racing, lantern making, drumming, bonfires, fireworks, chill-out tents, craic den (which on a little googling I believe to be a place to sit and engage in silly conversation, though I don't know as have never heard of it before) and 'lake and riverside entertainments'. Oh, and speeches and a Wedding cake. Bizarre, but brilliant.
And, it's on my Birthday weekend. Free partying - awesome! Only thing is, I guess that it will mean waking up on the morning of my birthday covered in mud, sleeping in a field, with a severe hangover and a few hours on a crowded train looming ahead.
It's nice to see that there are still a few members of my family who are up for a laugh. I can't quite imagine how the majority are going to take the invite - it's not at all in keeping with the usual formal, dull and stressful family affairs that we are all so accustomed to.
Anyway, rock on!!
