Time for a dose of the January blues? No, not for me!
This January is a bit different.This is the month that I dust down my trusty wedding planning notebook and resume the serious business of getting a certain wedding sorted. Pennies are tight, so this is the month of research only. But that's the fun bit. A good reason to spend time for a bit of Googling and perusing my favourite blogs for inspiration. Mr R moans that I spend more time with my laptop than with him.But in a few months time he'll be congratulating me coming up trumps with creating the most awesome wedding going! In reality of course, the most important aspect of our big day is that we are getting married, and not all the trappings that go with it. But how many oppurtunities in life do you get to plan such an amazing event as a wedding? You may as well go to town when you can....funds allowing of course!
Loving my laptop!
So, what's on top the the to do list? Well, until last week it was to sort out the tansport to take me from our hotel to the venue. A journey that would take around 15 minutes.
For wedding number one I dreamed of a vintage car taking me to the church and on to the reception afterwards. I got my dream car. Great for the short journey from my parents home to our village church, but not so great for the half hour trip to the hotel where we had our reception. The little car was sooo slow and it took ages to get there.Husband number one took advantage of the long journey and snored his way for the entire trip!
Great for wedding number one, but not loving it this time around!
So what would be my dream transport?
A Big Fat Gypsy Wedding carriage? Me? In that? Fat chance!
A VW campervan? Wrong nationality, but on the right track!
A Hummer stretch limmo? Spacious, but silly!
A conventional wedding car? Too boring!
This is it! This is my dream car. A Citreon 2CV. Perfect for my vintage inspired wedding!
But, after much consideration, this will be my wedding transport.
A blue Bristol cab!
Why? Because it's cheap,spacious and no one will see me arriving anyway.And I'm a Bristol girl after all!