Gladlee of Guernsey
Pot Luck Night
It’s the night before the wedding and all the liveaboards in Kemer Marina have put together a pot luck supper in our honour and also to welcome our visitors from the UK. This was to be no ordinary pot luck.
The self elected wedding
committee had got their heads together and selected a menu, if you can have a
menu at a pot luck. What this meant was that we had the most wonderful choice of
food that anyone could have seen in a very long time. People had brought things
in from their home countries; Roast
Hams from Sweden, Gravalax from Scotland, different foods too many to mention
from Australia, Finland, England, Scotland, Wales, Germany, France USA etc etc.
If I have missed any my sincerest apologies.
We were not however to be
allowed to partake of this extravaganza until completion of the ceremonies.
What ceremonies I hear you asking, or was that an echo of what Julie and
I were saying. As soon as we
arrived we were dragged off to the back rooms to change….. Into what we asked.
We were soon to find out.
A “Spoof” wedding had been
set up with all the players cross-dressing.
Yes, yours truly was the blushing bride and Julie managed a very manly
There were of course many more
protagonists in the plot none less than the organisers of the event Frank and
Tari, my “Dad” Chris from
"Aventura" who very kindly gave a dowry of a litre of Single Malt Scotch. (To be
severely depleted the same night)
And so our first wedding duly took place, we ate a banquet and continued
partying to the “wee small hours” as the Jocks say.
Talking of wee small Irish Jocks, (Jim S/Y "Quintessence") we did party a
little too late that night and finished up back on "Quintessence" trying to
demolish the dowry.
And so thanks:
Tari and Frank
Sue ("Why Not"), Val ("Mulloka II")
Chris and Mary ("Aventura")
Others too many to remember .