REPORT: Springtime Open Mic Wedding - April 2017
I got home from work to find a USB shaped package on our doormat... which means our photos have arrived! However J (hubby) is working until midnight and I am trying to be patient, so I have decided to distract myself with some report writing.
I never did do a planning thread so this will be something of an amalgamation. Here goes!
How we met
As is the way of the modern world, J and I met internet dating. Both of us had been in a few long-term relationships in our twenties – some disastrous and some just not quite right. A few of my friends talked me into online dating after they had found success. Tinder was a mere glow on the horizon at that stage so I signed up to the big free one at the time – POF – with an open mind and a bundle of apprehension.
Of course there were a few shocking dates – including one who had no money and asked me to pay for dinner and his train fare home! After about four no-nos, I was starting to lose hope but was finally contacted by my future husband. He was very warm and funny in his messages but his photos were a real mishmash… he looked completely different in all of them and I couldn’t fathom what he actually looked like. I was worried that I wouldn’t be attracted to him in person given that all the previous candidates didn't quite measure up to their pics, but we clicked so much in our messages, I decided to go for it. Fortunately he was a local boy just 5 miles away and for once I didn’t have to trek across London.
We arranged to meet outside the train station near to where he lived (better pubs there!). I was a little early and stood waiting for probably five minutes but it felt long and I was incredibly nervous… I became more convinced that it was going to be another disaster. With that I looked up and saw the loveliest kindest face walking towards me. He had shaggy hair and a tanned complexion, very band-like and supercool. I wasn’t totally sure it was the guy from the pics, so I looked a bit vacant until he introduced himself. He was such a pleasant surprise!
We immediately relaxed and walked up to the pub, where we sat outside. Don’t get me wrong I was still quite nervous throughout the entire evening as I found myself really wanting to make a good impression - but I enjoyed every second. I became appreciative of the terrible preceding dates, as we had so much to talk about – some of his stories trumped mine (such as the woman who liked to photograph dead pigeons!). We are both heavily into music and had followed similar careers. It also turned out that we had mutual friends and frequented the same places. We couldn’t believe that we hadn’t crossed paths before. He had put all of his time and energy for the last five years into making a go of his recording studio, and so relationships had been put on the back-burner.
We soon realised that the bar staff were aggressively stacking chairs around us so we moved out to the street and sat on the wall of the nearby police station to finish our drinks – classy! I remember an old drunkard stopped in his tracks and asked if we were married. He introduced himself as Stan and said he had been married for 40 years and gave us advice on how to have a happy life together, then staggered on his way. I got my cab home and immediately had a message from J to say what an amazing evening it was. I couldn’t stop smiling. He sent a text in the morning to book in the next date, along with a photo of our empty glasses still on the police wall!