Weddings

Well, the Procrastinatrix reared her head on Friday afternoon, but was succesfully subdued. We went to a birthday party last night and I took advantage of the opportunity to take a break from thinking about death to have a lovely evening in Clapham (of all places!). A pleasant night out and a surprisingly speedy cab ride home, coupled with not getting completely legless meant that I awoke this morning relatively full of beans.

On Saturday we went to a friend's wedding in St Martin-in-the-Fields, Trafalgar Square. I met up with some people from my undergraduate days, and was speaking about weddings (oddly enough). Apparently a mutual acquaintance got married to a Hindu chap in a Hindu ceremony and didn't do much due diligence on the format of the service. Consequently, when some fires were started, she was terrified - having not realised that fires were a part of the ceremony! This made me think about my own wedding and how I have only seen one video of a Jewish wedding (my future sister-in-law's) and there's only so much sense of occasion one can get from books.

We had brunch at Mr Wonderful's brother-in-law's brother's house. We asked if we could look at the DVD of their wedding, and I was pleasantly relieved to see that it was as I had remembered from our meeting with the shul's wedding co-ordinator. So at least I know that if anything catches fire it isn't part of the plan. Smashing glasses, however, I'm not going to freak out about.

And now, after a fruitful day involving minimal football-watching, my essay is in first draft. It's quite an advanced first draft - I have to go through and put some more emphasis on certain parts but the main thing is, it's substantially ready to go. A full four days ahead of schedule. This represents a great achievement for me, and I'm considerably more relaxed about it now.

When it's finalised I'll probably post it here. I don't know how long my usual posts are, but my essay is just over 2,000 words, so feel free to skip it!