TWO WEDDINGS AND NO FUNERALS.
I apologise for not posting a blog for nearly two weeks, have you missed me? Actually, in all honestly I’m not that sorry because I have just returned from what were probably the two most incredible weeks of my life - watching my eldest son getting married to the girl of his dreams.
I felt an enormous sense of pride tinged with relief as I followed the happy couple down the aisle: pride that my son was making this commitment in front of all our family and closest friends, and relief that I wouldn’t have to go through the trauma of organising anything of the same magnitude for years to come, or so I thought...
The next day I was beginning to get over the evening’s festivities when my daughter decided to announce her engagement. After the initial shock, I was of course over the moon again. I did have an inkling that he might propose as he kindly asked for my permission first - and they say chivalry’s dead?
With marriage-rates at an all time low, fewer people are willing to take the plunge and make a lifelong commitment to each other; and when you think about it, marriage is a fairly terrifying proposition. It means sharing a home, sharing the remote, making a physical commitment to only be with one person for the rest of your life, and learning to always put the toilet-seat back down when you’re done.
But there’s a lot to be said for old-fashioned commitment. It might be daunting; involve comprise and a degree of heartache during turbulent times, but the long-term rewards of a loving relationship far outstrip these nuptial niggles.
I have previously written about the vital work that thebigword’s interpreters carry out in hospitals, prisons, immigration proceedings etc, but thebigword has also played Cupid over the years; not least in supplying an interpreter for a top Italian footballer’s big day some years ago (later reported in HELLO! magazine). I don’t know if the same interpreter offered his services at the divorce six months later, nor can I tell you the footballer’s name because there might be a super-injunction somewhere prohibiting it – in fact I’ve probably said too much already so I’ll just leave it there.
Have a great weekend,
Larry
I felt an enormous sense of pride tinged with relief as I followed the happy couple down the aisle: pride that my son was making this commitment in front of all our family and closest friends, and relief that I wouldn’t have to go through the trauma of organising anything of the same magnitude for years to come, or so I thought...
The next day I was beginning to get over the evening’s festivities when my daughter decided to announce her engagement. After the initial shock, I was of course over the moon again. I did have an inkling that he might propose as he kindly asked for my permission first - and they say chivalry’s dead?
With marriage-rates at an all time low, fewer people are willing to take the plunge and make a lifelong commitment to each other; and when you think about it, marriage is a fairly terrifying proposition. It means sharing a home, sharing the remote, making a physical commitment to only be with one person for the rest of your life, and learning to always put the toilet-seat back down when you’re done.
But there’s a lot to be said for old-fashioned commitment. It might be daunting; involve comprise and a degree of heartache during turbulent times, but the long-term rewards of a loving relationship far outstrip these nuptial niggles.
I have previously written about the vital work that thebigword’s interpreters carry out in hospitals, prisons, immigration proceedings etc, but thebigword has also played Cupid over the years; not least in supplying an interpreter for a top Italian footballer’s big day some years ago (later reported in HELLO! magazine). I don’t know if the same interpreter offered his services at the divorce six months later, nor can I tell you the footballer’s name because there might be a super-injunction somewhere prohibiting it – in fact I’ve probably said too much already so I’ll just leave it there.
Have a great weekend,
Larry