I’ve shared a lot of wedding snaps with you here on the blog, but now that we have our official photos back from the very talented 88Photography and Ruth Garner Photography, Mr Monster has made us a little website where if you like, you can have a flick through our memories. Just click on the image above to take you there!
So this is where I left you yesterday
Mr Monster and I had safely arrived at our reception for the festivities to begin. Unfortunately I don’t have many photos of the reception until the official photos arrive but I will fill you in as best I can.
We chose our local bowling alley which just happens to be on a retro theme with checked floors, rockabilly styling and the best alcoholic milkshakes I’ve ever had. We’ve had a lot of good times there throughout our relationship and when we approached them they were really excited about the idea of throwing a wedding.
The world over, Bristol is known for its graffiti. It’s not all about Banksy, we have so many talented artist who daub our city with colour and humour. Our reception venue is located on a street which every year is the focus of a festival called ‘See No Evil’, a massive celebration of street art where the walls and pavements are plastered in graffiti, some of it hundreds of metres high.
We were excited to use the street art as the backdrop for our formal photos to really capture the spirit of our city. We have to wait a few weeks for our professional photos but we have one as a taster (top of the next batch), and I’ve managed to round up a few others taken by guests whilst we were posing.
Formal photos done, it was time to have some fun. A toast of sparkling cider (we are in the West Country after all), a buffet of burgers, and time to get bowling. We had all the lanes open for free for the night, table football, pool tables and a karaoke room, all of which were well used throughout the evening and it was lovely to see guests who had never met before teaming up and getting some competitive spirit going.
We had beautiful cakes on stands made by my mum, and card and advice boxes made by the mother of the groom, both of which I’ll show you in another post.
The speeches were heartfelt and funny, everything a good speech should be, and there were quite a few damp eyes around the place by the time Mr Monster took to the stage to perform ‘our song’ for me. We didn’t really fancy the idea of a first dance and instead decided to do a first song. Mr Monster is a talented musician, I however…am not. We only decided which song to sing four days before the ceremony, so our rendition of ‘You’re my best friend’ by Queen was not without its flaws but I like to think that it had a certain charm about it!
Happy to make way for the real musicians, Mr Monster’s band SplinterBox wowed the guests for a bit with some original songs, before the band we saw the night we got engaged hit the stage with some filthy jazz. To round the night off, a friend and his band played us out until the wee small hours. The bowling lanes were busy until the very end, the delicious barbecue went down a storm and I’m sure that everyone had a good time.
Exhausted but elated, Mr Monster and I checked into the honeymoon suite, popped a bottle of champagne and collapsed into the jacuzzi bath. We had pulled off the wedding which on paper could have been a disaster, but in reality was a personal, emotional, and exhilarating rollercoaster of a day. It was perfect for us, and will be a day we will never, ever forget.
Mr Monster and I have had the most amazing, exhausting, and beautiful few days. I have so much I want to show you, and over the next week or so the wedding posts will be coming thick and fast. For now thought, I want to tell you the story of our wedding weekend.
We got engaged in December last year and knew that despite neither of us being Bristol natives, there was nowhere else in the world that we wanted to get married. One slight problem we encountered was that as Bristol only has a few venues licenced to carry out a wedding ceremony, they are all extremely pricey and to be honest, none of them really felt like us. It was a good friend who also got married this year who came up with a solution….
Our nuptials began on Friday with a very small, intimate and emotional ceremony at the local registry office. We booked their smallest room and had with us just Mummy and Daddy Monster, and Monster Mummy and Daddy-in-law (married 40 years and 36 years respectively). We left the registry office legally wed under a cloud of confetti
And so, the deed was done, and the extended Monster family were free to celebrate with a few bottles of wine and a lovely meal.
But this wasn’t enough for us, just one wedding dress? PAH! So two days later we had planned a blessing ceremony where all of our family and friends could join us in celebrating the commitment we had made. We approached the pub that we were in when we got engaged. A very well-respected jazz venue in Bristol and they could not have been more accommodating. They closed their doors for a few hours in the morning in order that we could use their stage to conduct our ceremony. Local acapella group Chicapella sang me down the aisle, and a good friend of Mr Monster’s kitted up in top-hat, white bow-tie, and vintage tails to officiate our blessing. We exchanged rings, and recited vows which we had written ourselves. Tears were shed both on stage and off, and the cheer that went up during the ‘you may now kiss the bride’ moment was overwhelming.
For our reception venue, we had chosen our local vintage bowling alley, complete with free bowling and karaoke for the guests all evening, a buffet of pizzas and burgers and a barbecue in the evening as we danced the night away to lots of live music.
But how would we get there? One evening, possibly after a few glasses of wine, we decided that it might be a good idea if the Mr rode his fancy chrome low-rider bike, with me hanging onto the back on roller skates. When it came to it, I wasn’t so sure, but it actually turned out to be one of the most fun parts of the day. We literally stopped traffic, made a lot of people smile, and even had open-topped city tour buses cheering us on!
And so we were ready for an evening of fun, but I will leave all that for another post!