Current mood:

exhausted

Surprise Surprise
And then sometimes the world just goes ahead and surprises you. We had a lovely weekend. I say this without a hint of sarcasm. My sisters maid of honour had done a fantastic job, my mother behaved, my sister was too busy being the centre of attention to play up, the boys had a whale of a time and didn’t get too drunk, there where glitches, but they didn’t matter. It was good fun.

The Maid of Honour came round at 11 and whisked the girls off to a pottery painting place where we made art deco inspired trinkets for my sister to hide around the house. We then took a walk through Kew Gardens, which I would have happily spend all day in (And you would want to at £10 a head) before going to the MoH’s house (just outside Kew Gardens) for croquet and to be waited upon by maids with lemonade. I do love croquet – it’s like golf for vindictive people. Hurrah! We then had a splendid afternoon tea – cucumber sandwiches, empire biscuits, silver tea pot etc etc. Lots of fun.

We then got changed into our evening clothes with a 1920s twist (gangster hat for me, feather boas and or beads for most, full flapper outfit for the Hen), before rejoining for cocktails and a music quiz (which rapidly descended into a sister vs sister competition). Then a dance instructor came round and taught us the Charleston! 15 girls jumping around in the living room of a 2 bed flat – most amusing.

Then we hit Notting Hill – dinner at Julies which is a wondrous place full of twists, turns and themed rooms. We had a private ‘conservatory’ room which was fabulous. The food was wonderful, the service attentive yet discrete, and the wine plentiful. Over coffee we played Mr & Mrs, the objective of which was to get my sister to drink a bottle of wine in 10 mins, then clubbing.

We made it home only after the place shut, I was staying at my sisters as was her soon to be sister in law (does that make her my sister in law too?) – who was absolutely lovely. Unfortunately we took our eye off the ball for a couple of minutes and unattended my sister (who had barely been able to walk from the taxi to the house) found and opened a bottle of wine. So we sat and had a couple of pleasant glasses and a chat whilst she passed out.

The only real disappointment of the weekend was how well the groom looked the next day when he came home!