If you think you have seen a couple standing on this balcony before, then you have probably seen the film of 'Pride and Prejudice', where a couple of famous actors are filmed standing on it. This photo-opportunity reminded me of a Buckingham Palace one. There were thousands of photos taken yesterday, but I only took these two on my phone. The official photographer wandered around intrusively all day wearing dirty jeans, dirty trainers and a hoodie. I will have to wait for next month's 'Hello!' to come out like the rest of you.
It was a magnificent and very touching event. Both the ceremony and the banquet were held in the same, large room and we were surrounded by millions of pounds worth of Gainsborough paintings throughout. A museum attendant sat quietly in a chair in the corner, just in case things got a bit out of hand, or someone tried to take one off the wall. It didn't happen.
I surprised myself by welling-up at the close of the ceremony. All in all, it was a really magical event in a really tasteful setting - something difficult to achieve at weddings which are held outside churches.
When we got home, I turned on the computer to find this personalised greeting from Google, below. They either have software that picks up on the mere mention of birthdays, or I have somehow let it slip through my normally secretive filling-out of forms when trying not to join 'Google +'. I find it very intrusive and not a little creepy.
Then again, if everyone in the world got the same Google heading regarding my birthday, then I might be a little flattered and a lot scared.
Please tell me that you didn't get this logo when you switched on your machine today!
They obviously have not done their homework...... If they had those cakes would be cartoon pints of real ale
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Happy birthday old bean
I'm surprised they didn't say, "Happy birthday, Tom Stephenson of 63 Acacia Avenue, Bath - credit card number...."
DeleteThanks, mate.
I see you polished your shoes. Maybe you should have shown the photographer how it's done.
ReplyDeleteThat's the factory finish - I've yet to apply any wax to them. If that photographer had joined the army instead of messing about with cameras, they would have shown him how to polish a pair of bloody boots! (Colonel Blimp).
DeleteNice shoes!
ReplyDeleteWhat an image, that scruffy photographer circulating among and between guests. So much planning and care, and the jarring detail is not a broken chair that can be whisked away, or a spill to mop up. It's the photographer. But, it seems to have been a lovely day, as the pictures will prove.
ReplyDeleteYes - even the slob of a photographer couldn't spoil it.
DeleteJust imagine this: that if the photographer had worn a suit he would have looked like a guest and you may well have fed him as well as paying him for his services!
ReplyDeleteI was mistaken for an undertaker by an elderly aunt at my mother's funeral. I was wearing a black Katherine Hamnett suit though, so he could be forgiven.
DeleteBeautiful picture of the happy couple, and such a festive surrounding. And nearer as I am allowed to post anything about our son&d-i-l (though I would like, like, like). Both studied Law, so I take it very seriously :-)
ReplyDeleteCome to think of it: your Google+ Birthday Greetings show that they might be right.
Yes, it would be truly awful to be sued by your son and D.I.L., of 58, Kaiser Wilhelm Strasse, Berlin; credit card numbers: ....
DeleteI feel very out of the loop regards the balconey ... Have no idea what happened there
ReplyDeleteBut! Happy bloody birthday to you Tom! Yay!
Don't worry, Sarah - I haven't seen the film either. It was another Jane bloody Austen drama, the sort of which they film every year here in Bath.
DeleteNice pair of shoes.
ReplyDeleteThey bloody ought to be at that price too - thanks (on behalf of Crockett and Jones).
Delete+no, they are not +creepy. +they are just trying to keep us +connected.
ReplyDelete+oh. +that's alright then.
DeleteHappy Birthday to you.. many more of them.. great blog, lovely to share.. thanks.. J
ReplyDeleteThank you, Janzi.
DeleteP.S. That building used to be a casino and brothel in the 18th century. Very apt.
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