Ruining a wedding

Sebastian Dangerfield wrote: »

Off topic but I think I prefer their attitude to funerals to be honest. The use of death as a social activity in this country really gets on my t1ts.

I'm totally the opposite think the way alot of funerals were celebrated here before covid were a whole lot better than the one across the pond.
There's a saying where I am from that an Irish funeral is better than an English wedding.

Age and circumstances taken into consideration of course.

malinheader wrote: »

I'm totally the opposite think the way alot of funerals were celebrated here before covid were a whole lot better than the one across the pond.
There's a saying where I am from that an Irish funeral is better than an English wedding.

Age and circumstances taken into consideration of course.

Irish funerals also beat Irish weddings.

cj maxx wrote: »

So many times I've seen families standing there , dumb struck shaking hands ,with people who are for the most part , strangers. Awful tradition for the most part.

From my experience, it's a great comfort to the family to have people come and pay their respects. They could be people they haven't seen in years and it means a lot when they take the time to be there. And yes, there's a great social aspect to it which also helps and leaves many fond memories as stories are told etc

Anybody else reading through this thread hoping not to read a story and suddenly realise, uh oh this is about me

cj maxx wrote: »

So many times I've seen families standing there , dumb struck shaking hands ,with people who are for the most part , strangers. Awful tradition for the most part.

The queue to shake hands thing is horrible alright but I doubt it's uniquely Irish..

spakman wrote: »

From my experience, it's a great comfort to the family to have people come and pay their respects. They could be people they haven't seen in years and it means a lot when they take the time to be there. And yes, there's a great social aspect to it which also helps and leaves many fond memories as stories are told etc

There is no way the procession/lineup for handshaking allows for stories to be told... Try to dawdle for longer than a couple of sentences and you get told to move along quick enough..

Ubbquittious wrote: »

Kind of. Twas me that did the ruining. Won't go into any more detail than that. Great satisfaction from it though

What did you take to sh1t so much???? Did you know they were fellow boardsies?

lawred2 wrote: »

I know that. But the poster specifically highlighted the procession of handshakes... And it is very Irish for every Tom, Dick and Harry to join that queue.

There's no stories being told.

I like the late night story telling where you're really only in the company of family and friends but there's a lot of horrible protocol to get through before that.

Anyway, we're going off topic:)

Ah, you're talking about the people who are there "to be seen to be there"! We have our wires crossed!

Back to ruined weddings now ...

Drunk young men jumping around when pensioners are dancing is sure fire way to ruin a reception.

HBC08 wrote: »

Great thread.
I was groomsman at a wedding where one of the lads who was steamboats after the church herded a few sheep into the champagne reception.
Sheep are more agressive than you think,while everyone (and the sheep) went mental he whipped down his trousers and played the grand piano with his bare arse cheeks.

Ewe'd have to see it to believe it!

Showed this thread to a colleague at work.

She was at a wedding where the groom got steaming drunk, decided to relieve himself outside.

Someone saw him n he panicked, up went the zip and he "caught himself" in it. Apparently there was blood everywhere n he staggers back into the reception clutching his bleeding bits and screaming for help. Those trying to help only made it worse.

Ambulance called and he ended up in a+e. But he now has a cute scar on his knob.

And it's a not so friendly reminder to his wife of her ruined wedding night.

anewme wrote: »

To be honest that reflects more on the best man.

Would be same someone from Northern Ireland going to UK and best man saying they did it to get away from bombs.

Stuff like that never lands well.

I agree. I think it was one of those things that sounded funny in his head but didn’t come out right. It was good humoured and fairly harmless banter but the way the yanks took it was completely over the top.

HBC08 wrote: »

I was at a cousins wedding with the other half,she hadnt met any of my extented family at the time.

We were three drinks in before we realised we were at the wrong wedding.

We also missed the actual wedding earlier that day because we couldnt find the church.

How’d you manage that at all.

Great thread!

I was at at wedding where the bride and groom were friends of ours and very much a reserved couple. They had wanted to go abroad but her parents weren’t having it, her dad wouldn’t fly. Both of them are shy and you could tell the whole day was their idea of a nightmare, it’s kind of took from the day, as you could tell they weren’t enjoying themselves.

At the same wedding I had gone back to our room in the hotel to freshen up around 9 o clock and being a smoker at the time .. I went out into the balcony for a cigarette. When I turned back around, there was no handle on the outside of the door ... I remained out there, in a sleeveless dress, at a December wedding, for over three hours! I had brought one cigarette and a lighter with me, nothing else.
Himself came in and out of the room, twice I could hear the door room close after him leaving but hadn’t heard him come in to start banging. I was huddled into the corner of the balcony, frozen. The curtains in the room were closed, I pushed them aside instead of opening them going out.
The kitchen staff were outside at one stage, half the hotel away and I started shouting my room number at them and that I was locked out ... they came up ... and I could hear them knocking on the hotel room door... ah mate I can’t answer you.. they left and don’t return nor go outside the kitchen again. The room was at the back of the hotel so I didn’t see anyone else for that full three hours.
My husband eventually found me on his search, he had done the whole hotel at least twenty times looking for me including gone up and down the road outside the hotel.. he was in a panic but sure everyone else was well oiled at that stage and weren’t paying too much mind of him and his search assuming i gone off drunk and would show up... I was half dead with the cold by the time he did find me. The wedding for me anyway was ruined, I came in, changed and went straight to bed with borderline hypothermia. Didn’t mention it to the bride or groom but did fook the hotel out of it the next day..