An Irish Wedding

Well folks, drove down Friday night to Kilkenny for my friend's wedding.
I managed to get my outfit together aswell as buy my partner a nice Garmin Satnav for his birthday. He turned 34 on Sat. I wore a cream and black dress with fuschia pink silk bolero, fuschia bag and fuschia shoes. It was colourful and very comfy- except the shoes. Woh is me, they seriously killed my feet all day and the hummed to me that night when I got into bed.

The day of the wedding was a lovely warm day, thanks be to God. I arrived at the church early to set up and TUNE the harp. They're kind of temperamental things as I mentioned in a post previous. I was there about one hour before the bride was expected so that I had enough time to run through the programme.

Then the musicians arrived in and I made sure we ran through the bridal march and the music programme. The combination of instruments was very unusual, harp (me), guitar and uileann (pronounced ill-in) pipes. The uileann pipes are really primal and sound like almost part of the stones, heather and Irish landscape. They have such a unique sound - if you've not heard them before, think the scottish bagpipes with a "softer" like droney feel!

The bride looked absolutely beautiful, it must be said. Her dress glistened with the beadwork and she was tall, radiant and statuesque. During the ceremony, the musicians ran out of songs, so on the spur of the moment, I decided to do "She moves through the Fair" with the harp. You can have a listen to this on www.myspace.com/siobhanwarfied. I was quite nervous, but I was told that my rendition was a "hairs stood up on their back of their necks" one. This is always the ultimate compliment to any musician, I was so happy just to be part of the ceremony and to help make my friends' wedding! The church part was over by 3pm and by 3.30pm we were sitting on the banks of the riverfront hotel in Kilkenny with the scenic backdrop of Kilkenny castle overlooking us.

I decided to bite the bullet and have a glass of champagne. Well if I'm gonna have a drink it may as well be expensive! I only allow myself one. After one little glass I felt giddy and exhilerated. My partner looked so handsome with his navy pinstriped Ted Baker suit, blue shirt and pink silk tie. He and I *tried* our best to do some Irish dancing during the night. My partner is pretty much two left feet and we had a lot of fun attempting "the Siege of Ennis" - an old Irish set dance. Just visualise dancing like "swing your partner round, one two three!! and you'll get the idea of what set dancing is like" You could definitely get fit with Irish dancing - as we sweated profusely after only one set! The night came to an end at about 2.30am. I was pretty tired as its hard when everyone else is well jarred (Irishf for having a lot to drink) and you are on your 15th Sparkling water!! By the end of the night, one of my partner's friends tried to force me have a real drink, so I gave in and had a Baileys. I'm guessing that one glass of champers and one Baileys won't interfere with my baby making eggs too much!! All in all, I'm feeling pretty darn good and positive at the moment! My Aunt flow was a-flowing profusely - which is good as my lining is thinning as we speak. I almost forget my sniffer dog nasal spray and quickly made sure before I hit the bed to get some dosage in. Good night folks, Till tomorrow!