But what if it rains?

Anyone who’s ever been out to these parts, will know that when it rains, it rains. And the heavens can open at any time – regardless of how sunny the sun is.

So just in case, contingency plans have been sorted.

If it rains on Thursday 20th, then we’ll hold the wedding at the Halia Restaurant (in the Ginger Garden, Botanic Gardens). But everyone should head to the Bandstand, unless they hear otherwise.

If it rains on Saturday 22nd, then we’ll all pile into the restaurant and grab a drink or two until the rain goes away.

So if it’s wet on the outside, head to the restaurant – where you can get wet on the inside!

Charlie & Kat

Our friendly publican, Charlie, and his lovely missus, Kat, have RSVP'd to say that they'll be there on the big day.[Actually, it was Kat who replied as if it was left to blokes to do things like that, nothing would ever get done!]Charlie owns the Beer Cellar (formerly known as Coolies), where Damian has been known to spend the odd hour sampling Charlie's superb collection of fine wines and food. But most of the time, Damian will be at the Beer Cellar having a beer with the boys after/during/before a game of golf/footy/darts/shove-a-penny!

So what is ‘Sunday best’?

In olden days, when we were all god-fearing folk, ‘Sunday best’ was a smart outfit that you would wear to church on a Sunday.

Today, if you google the term ‘Sunday best’, you will probably end up with a host of websites offering christening outfits, like this one.

So how does this help you, when it comes to deciding what to wear on the 20th or the 22nd?

Well, it probably doesn’t. For anyone turning up in a vicar’s outfit or a christening robe will probably be turned away. [Unless, of course, you are a vicar or a child!]

As far as we are concerned, Sunday best would be something like:
* For the boys – trousers and a shirt. [No need for full blown suit/tie, unless you want to]
* For the gals – nice dress / frock.

At the end of the day, we want people to enjoy themselves – without feeling too formally dressed. Plus we want people to look nice in the photos.

Besides, you can always wear your Bermuda shorts, Hawaiian shirts, bikini tops, flip-flops or thongs for the rest of the weekend!

Hope that helps.

Is tat U2? Boy, tat's bad....

Those of you that know me well (and even those of you who have only ever met me the once), will know that I've got this quality tattoo on my arm:To say that Sarah has never liked it is a bit of an understatement. The words 'naff', 'how pished were you again?' and 'please don't apply sunscreen to that area - you never know, it might just go away' all spring to mind.

So, with the wedding coming up, I was wondering what I should do with it?

And seeing as we've let you vote on my outfit (that sailor's outfit is in the lead, by the way) and the date of our anniversary (the 20th won it by a small landslide), I thought I'd ask for your opinion on the matter. So should I:

Leave it as is
Laser it off, pronto
Get another one over the top, to mask it
Get a matching one for Sarah
Current results

Suits you, sir!

In case you don't recognise him with his clothes on, we thought it only fair to show you what Mark Oakes looks like when he is all suited and booted.Mark's the (natural) body-building champ, who kick-started the photos on this blog way back in March. And here he is, with his Birmingham University buddy, Sarah.

The Beautiful Game

Seeing as the World Cup kicks off today, the 'Joke de la jour sub-committee' allowed these two through:

Wayne Rooney has been told he can play in the World Cup if he gets a Cortisone Injection. On hearing this, David Beckham responded, "If fatso is having a new car, then so am I!"

And there’s more...

David Beckham was asked by Sven to do a team talk on tactics. He told the team that they are great because they keep his breathe fresh and Victoria loves them because they are only one calorie!

Keep em coming, please

Friday's Joke

After deciding that life would be more fun if I had a pet, I went to the pet shop and told the owner that I wanted to buy something unusual.

After some discussion and persuasion, I finally bought a centipede - which came in a little white box to use for his house.
I took the box back home, found a good location for it.

I decided that I would start off by taking my new pet to the pub to have a drink. So I asked the centipede in the box, "Would you like to go to the Beer Cellar with me for a drink?"

But there was no answer.

This bothered me a bit, but I waited a few minutes and then asked him again, "How about popping out for a quiet pint?" But again, there was no answer from my new pal.

So, I waited a few minutes more. Thinking about the situatio, I decided to ask him one more time. this time putting my face up against the centipede's house and shouting, "Hey, in there! Do you fancy a cheeky Stella?”

And then a little voice came out of the box, “I heard you the first time - I'm just putting my f***ing shoes on!"