So...last time I blogged, we'd had our friend from Hungary staying with us and we were getting ready to go to a festival. Did I mention that the new car had got 'pranged'? We had hoped to go off up to Leicestershire in that, but as it was, it was stuck in the repair shop. Initially we thought about hiring a car, but when we looked at the cost, it was pretty prohibitive. Thankfully my sister-in-law (who was also coming to the festival) was not using her car, which has a roofbox. A few grovelly phonecalls allowed us to borrow her car for the weekend. In fact, there was a whole troupe of us tat the festival: us three, sister-in-law, brother-in-law, niece, three friends from bellydance, and two of their friends too. We ended up with our own little 'village'.
Our 'village' at Barefoot. Yes all those tents in a circle. |
The pirate flag was courtesy of Debra, a fellow blogger & bellydancer. You can't see our tent - it is behind the gazebo, which is where we stashed our cooking stuff,and the pram, and where we sat when the sun got too hot.
All in all it was a great weekend, although I didn't get to do as many workshops as I would have liked. Oh well, it's on again next year - we'll be back, with the village, and hopefully even more friends & family.
When we got back it struck me that we had a week until the wedding. Panic stations! Keeping in touch with the bride regularly I discovered there were a few changes to guests...and this continued right up to the last minute. Fortunately I had printed out the bulk of things before I went camping so in between getting the washing from the weekend done, I was able to work my way through the various tasks.
In all I made around 40 save the date cards, 88 invitations, 82 place cards, 41 menus, 41 Orders of service, 60 or so papers to go in with the table favours, 28 bars of soap, 8 table name cards, 2 pairs of earrings, one post box, one table plan, and one guest book. Oh, and wrote the speech for the Father of the Bride as he had a sudden attack of nerves and realised (four days before the wedding) that he hadn't written anything and couldn't "wing it".
Here's a "during" picture. I was in the middle of 'ribboning' the menus, placecards and Orders of Service.
And here are some pictures of some of the finished articles.