Last night Debbie and Tom were blackend. Some of you might want to google that and you will find this fitting answer
"a disgusting tradition begun in medieval times when celtic ritual ruled the area. it is supposed to be a sort of humbling which is supposed to show that the couple can make it through any kind of trial with humility. they used to capture the bride and groom and cover them with soot, feathers, and treacle (a sticky syrup like molasses or corn syrup) and they would be paraded about the town with lots of shouting and carrying on.
the stuff they put on them would take days to wash totally off so it was considered a good lesson in humility. lol...it would certainly rub some of the shine off of the bridzillas of today's wedding world."
So without further ado, here are our photos
At this point Debbie was unsure if it was safe to hang around.....
Megan and James along with all the other siblings, were right on the front line!
Tied to a tree, not quiet tarred and feathered but close enough
If you think this was bad, you should have seen our shower rooms after not only the bride and groom had
to clean off but most of the siblings too.
That's all from me today as I still have a few things to do
flowers (well Kate not me)
and the final dress fitting.
Yes I have shoes, I now have 2 complete outfits to choose from.
One with a coat and one with a bolero, with this weather you can never be sure.
catch you again soon