Penny Lane

Friday was the wedding of Dan and Kate. The ceremony took place at Our Lady of Compassion Church in Formby near to Kates family home. It was a picturesque setting. Ian gave Dan a lift in his newly refurbished RS Turbo. He looked very dapper with the groomsmen.

The reception was at the Titanic hotel in Liverpool, there was a bus taking us back for to the church from there. The Titanic used to be a warehouse and has been rather tastefully converted to a spa hotel. Next door is a massive building which used to be a tobacco warehouse, its int he process of being converted into accommodation. I imagine they will be very smart apartments when completed.

Inside the Titanic

Tobacco warehouse

The rooms in the titanic are huge. We took a standard room and it was huge, a large bed sofa and char. In fact the bathroom (which actually had a bath) was bigger than some hotels rooms I have stayed in!

The reception itself was held in a room off the hotel lobby and bar area. Dinner was lovely, was had salmon pate to start then chicken with a rather generous helping pudding, lovely!It was really nicely decked out with themed tables. Kath and I were sat with Nina, and some of Dan's family. Bruce unfortunately could not make it thanks to tonsillitis. We had a great evening catching up with various people. Paul and Saskia were there with Phoebe in toe. Joe came along as did Ian, Helen and Nick and Charlotte. Everyone seem to be on top form.

After some dancing, chatting eating and enjoyment, including a guy drawing caricatures. We enjoyed many drinks at the rum bar. They make a mean old fashioned. We had a nice sleep the bed was comfortable and the room was dark.

Saturday Kath and I had planned to go to parkrun but the cocktails put paid to that idea so instead after a relaxed breakfast (they had an omelette chef!) we headed to Liverpool to see some of the sites, then for a walk around Speke hall. Overall a lovely weekend catching up with friends and celebrating Dan and Kate.

Wedding photos have arrived

We finally got the professional wedding photos back this week. The look really nice, Kath and I look really nice. Now we need to chose our favourite and make an album. I already have hundred of photos taken myself and given to me by others. Such amazing memories of our wedding, happy times.

Photo in Bialystok

Amok

Yesterday morning after only a couple of hour sleep I was sat drinking a glass of beer in the beer garden of Cafe Esperanto. Kath and I both felt a little overwhelmed after booking the wedding venue.

I had arrived into Warsaw the previous evening and we travelled on the night bus to Bialystok arriving around 3am. The appointment with the registrars office was at 10 in the morning. Accompanying us was the state registered translator, Jolanta. Apparently a necessity to explain what was going on to the alien, me.

First we went into a room where two ladies went over the documents and the translations. I had to provide a certificate of no impediment, my birth certificate and passport. All of which had been translated by Jolanta. Kath had to present her ID and birth certificate too. One if the women checked Kath's the other mine, she had difficulty distinguishing the area from my British address.

After they were happy with the documents we all trooped into the office of the registrar general. As we entered I could hear Jim Morrison's voice eminating from his computer speakers. The registrar a large balding man looked very relaxed with his music wearing a velvet suit jacket. He gave Jolanta a piece of paper with conditions for the wedding.

Then we had to sign some declarations, It was quite strange to be told that our children would have my surname, that was a last minute decision by Kath that she would use my surname.

It was pretty stressful for me having to rely on the interpreter to explain, however we resolved that we were happy. There was a moment of panic when he opened the calendar to the 24th August and there were already a list of names written. Fortunately there was a gap at 16:30, so that is when Kath and I will be married.

Walking out we went for a quick look around the venue itself a rather psychedelically painted period room. I tried to picture our friends and family in there watching us getting married, it should make for a good scene.

After saying farewell to the translator we decided despite the early hour a drink was in order to celebrate and contemplate. The weather was a warm 22c then sun beating down on us not a bad way to start the rest if our lives together.