I was delighted to know and see again, my mother and father's wedding photo taken on Dec 24th , 1947. When you've a vast family and these few treasured snaps go AWOL, it's a relief in knowing that the picture is indeed, still in existence. I quite coincidentally saw it through my 11 year old niece's snaps now she's fallen prisoner to Facebook but I'm still not clear on whose physical care the photograph is in. Our family is spread far and wide, with it's complications but it's pretty apparent that we (and I'm hugely guilty of this myself) are getting on a bit ourselves and need to tie the ropes a bit tighter and one or two of us need to bite our tongues more.
My mother looked the same most of her life - had beautiful skin and few wrinkles - but I can't believe my dad once looked so young! I'm uploading it in all it's tattered glory but will edit it as near to it's former glory as I can later on. If only their marriage (which amazingly lasted till my mother's death in 1988) had kept the beauty of this photograph.
My mother, Margaret, father Robert, Best Man Uncle Alex, Bridesmaid Auntie Nancy, and flower girl, Auntie Rita .....picture taken in the Co-operative Hall in Falkirk
PeaPod and his band No Need For Idols have taken a step in a new direction musically. One of his friends' parents have approached them and booked them for their daughter's wedding reception in a few months' time.
Apparently the wedding is consisting of classical music during the ceremony, NNFI, for the earlier evening slot, where the guys will be playing mainly covers requested by the bride and groom, and at night a good old get-up-and-dance-with-the-uncle-you-hate disco.
The boys have been asked something rather unusual but nonetheless touching. To write a song dedicated to the pair of idiots couple for their first dance. Somewhat unique. They'll be given background on the intended and some guidance and approval from the money-drained, 'happy' parents and see what inspires from there. There will also be a professional recording of the song as a keepsake, too!
Now, I don't know if this sort of thing has been done before. Personally - I'd have far more fun with my quivers and clefts and all things, composing songs for the newly divorced. Get me my guitar and get me down to that patent office NOW!
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