And no, I am not joking … I’m now a married man!!! YAY!
I didn’t say anything because we were keeping the whole thing a secret – not to mention the fact no one on this blog would of given a damn anyway, ha!
So last Saturday – under the guise of [finally] celebrating our engagement – we got friends, family and a couple of people we had to invite for ‘political’ reasons [haha!] to come to dinner at our favourite restaurant in Singapore, Coriander Leaf.
After the throng had scoffed a few savories and quaffed a few drinks, we announced we’d got them there under false pretences because we were going to get married right there, right then and – after a few gasps, tears and applause – we did.
After a nice but quick ceremony, there was a little speech [by me of course, ha!] … a big dinner … a ridiculous cake [flown in from bloody Balmain so a abit of ‘home’ was with us!!!] and then the piece de resistance – a Diet Coke ‘Champagne Fountain’.
No one can accuse us of not being classy eh?! Haha!
Anyway, it was very chilled and very special and it all starts from now …
See you soon.
PS: I wrote this a few days ago, so by the time you read it, my wife and I will be in Spain!
PS: Yes I wore Birkenstocks … so did Jill … except hers were special glam ones whereas I just opened a fresh pair from my Imelda Marcos collection, hahaha!
PS: The above photo is dodgy because [1] I haven’t got any real photos from the wedding [and don’t worry, I won’t bore you with them when I do] and [2] the ‘better’ photos of us are individual shots, not when we’re together, hahaha!
PS: Mr M … I hope your wedding was just as wonderful as ours and please know we didn’t do this just because we wanted to be like you. Well, Jill didn’t anyway …
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WEDDING HIGHLIGHTS [Or Maybe I Should Say Lowlights, ha!]
The classy ‘Diet Coke’ champagne fountain.
Our bloody daft cake.
Yes, we did dress like our cake characters – sad buggers!
She may of looked wonderful at the wedding, but this is what I woke up to!
One night of marriage and she’s already letting herself go! Typical.
Mind you, that’s nothing compared to the sad ‘Jackass’ impression she did … please turn your head 90 degrees to the left and watch my wife commit madness!
