Not quite four weddings and a funeral, but on the way there perhaps LOL. It seemed a lot longer than just four days down there - well, three days with the actual hours tallied up.
So, onto the wedding. The groom and that side of the aisle were all flashed up, black vest and tuxedo for the groom, goldy florally set up for the others, but looked manly rather than chickish LOL - the bridesmaids were in a burgundy fabric, but different cuts of dress for all three of them, the strapless showing her tatts on her shoulder blade got a lot of mentions at the reception LOL. And the bride of course was pretty in white and all, although, hmmph, family politics and all, was she really happy getting married in a Catholic church LOL. And OMG, my first religious wedding ever I think, and how drawn out were all the psalms and blessings and crap, V was saying that it was more than needed be there, and that from a girl brought up all churchy LOL.
And then more names thrown at me after the actual wedding ceremony, as the pics were taken on the church steps and everything. I think I started to connect the dots fairly well though, within a fairly short period of time. And then out to KP's, one of V's nieces, who was offering coffee and tea before the actual reception, the footy club wasn't free for a couple of hours after the wedding, mmm good planning, but again got to put names to faces and stuff, so the coffee and tea was a more laid back version of the roll call at the church LOL.
And then off to the footy club, where did the talking to more relatives thing, and doing my easy going relaxed thing, and then the bridal party came in and we were seated - on our table were C and W, who I had met back in May on the Gold Coast, S and E who were a nephew and niece in law of V, and C and R, who were V's elder brother and his new missus, who was taking the place of V's fave in law hmm, who had died of cancer. Tried to give her the benefit of the doubt, but she was drinking more than most of the guys there eek, and by the end of the night - I had behaved myself drinking wise - driving them home, she was a mess.
Mmm, family politics, it is always a great sport to observe apart from with your own family LOL. But I think I passed the mark, with the amount of V's relatives I have met, and none of them seem to hate me yet LOL, and I especially got on well with the kids - the person I danced with that night wasn't V but instead one of her great nieces LOL, cutie as well, although almost all those kids were cuties...
Kinda strange saying grand/great nieces, but V is the youngest of a large family.
And they dump so much on her - oh, the baby is too much of a hassle for the relative MCing the event (although she didn't do a good job, forty five minutes between the speeches and the bridal waltz, we need tight tight tight LOL) - anyways, the baby is too much hassle, let's palm him off to V, oh the best man hasn't done a speech, let's get V to do it - not that he used it anyway, lol he was enjoying his alcohol too much to do much thinking at all - oh, the wedding cake hasn't been sent home, guess which muggins will do it LOL. Now if it were me, I have learnt over the last few years to be less and less of a doormat - apart from attractive workmates it seems LOL.
Got home at about quarter past twelve, and crashed into bed. Cosy LOL.
Next morning, read the paper and had breakfast before heading out for the day. Wandered along Mount Thomas's river bank, which was nice, but a provincial river is a provincial river LOL. Nice war memorial though, it just gets me how impressive these structures are for a war that was fought on the other side of the world (for the most part), and how they are such focal parts of the community. Honour and all that, the noble parts of human nature arising from the savagery of conflict - or some such.
Then went into Woolworths, where I was tempted to take the microphone and say red light special in aisle six, Pauly loves V LOL - small town and all that, V would have died of embarrassment - was bad enough when we bumped into one of the kids she knew at school. Did the school tour as she was dropping off supplies, met MM and her sister and brother in law, MM is one of V's best friends I think...
Then off to the barbie at LH and DH's place. MM was only making a brief appearance, had things to do with the early afternoon - very pretty girl, I'm afraid to say - no threat to V, but if I were single, and afraid to say in the sense that I was self conscious in how much I might have been looking at her bleah, hate those attractive women that I am self conscious around LOL.
And met the wonderful RL and his partner SL, RL is the crown prince of jokes at V's school, and even though he had a cold he had to come out and meet me LOL. As soon as RL came in he gave me a big hug and said it has been too long LOL, and joking about all the men that frequent V's house - and basically I went with it, giving as good as I got, with V as collateral damage (in a good sense) a lot of the time. Uluru the Red Centre indeed LOL.
Had a good BBQ but didn't wear a hat for an hour and a half or so and got dreadfully sunburnt - it is never summer until your first burn though LOL. And golly I got a good one, living in Queensland and get burnt in Tassie LOL.
Then off out and about for the afternoon, went to V's mothers gravesite, because she is still pretty important to V, and then out to a cheese factory for some tasting yum. Although maybe should have been tasting the ice cream rather than the cheese LOL. And then over the hills and far away to the town of Sheffield, where I didn't even look at any of the world famous in Tassie murals LOL.
Then V got lost a few times going through Devonport to her friend's place out by Shearwater, another husband with a dry sense of humour, gave less than I got with RL though, and a couple that were friends of the friends came in to say hi as well, and Melbourne Carlton AFL was on the TV and the partners were split between the teams, hmm don't talk about the cricket or the Bledisloe Cup anyone LOL. Oh, and that's another thing, all through the paper on Sunday and no mention at ALL of rugby, had to wait for the sports results on TV to see the Hurricanes dicked the Reds at Ballymore yay.
Then back out on the road to Ulverstone, about twenty kays up the road from Devonport, nice seaside town, bad idea of a war memorial - the plinth in the middle of a roundabout, with three storey metal beams, with a metallic clock on the top, ick. Had a nice rustic harbourside though, and had a seafood dinner at a very nice restaurant, Pedros. Then back into Devonport in time to take a couple of lighthouse pics on dusk, and then to the movies.
Now, understand please, there were only four screens and only four movies showing - I had already seen Sideways, was too tired to even start to think in The Aviator, and the other movie was hmm, looking for it LOL but hmmph, can't find it, anyways, Constantine looked a good bet - brainless action. About a third of the way through the movie I thought hmm was it a good idea to take a Catholic girl into a movie saying that they have extra books in the bible in hell lol, and two thirds through the movie I was like why on earth do I keep giving Keanu second chances again and again LOL - Matrix and Speed Pauly, that is why. Good in a comic book sense I guess, but not a taking another person to movie, would recommend to DVD - well, the good run had to end Paul, what with Garden State Closer Sideways Motorcycle Diaries LOL.
Got home about midnight Sunday night, and then slept in a bit on Monday morning. So much so that the idea to look around Launnie more went out the window LOL, and it was straight to the airport. Saying goodbye is always hard and perhaps getting harder. The guy next to me on the Melb leg had a big property guide for Tasmania that he was circling dozens of properties out of - blimmin speculators LOL. Had a good view of central Melb on the way in, even though I didn't have a window seat, and was 34 degrees that day - had been twenty in Launnie and only got up to 30 in Bris. Read the Economist on the flight home, rather than do the diary LOL.
Got home, told the goss of the trip to Mum, and felt longer than four days that I had been away, but there it was, Desperate Housewives on TV, so it must have only been four days LOL. All the places in Tas I went though, had been places that V hadn't been in years, so about a cumulative x amount of time that she caught up with me doing the touristy thing, if you get what I mean.
So was flicking between Housewives and the Oscars last night. I thought Chris Rock was good, not a hundred percent polished, but who is on their debut Oscar hosting - reading the reviews and everything, Mr Rock is getting about a fifty fifty pass rate by the press on how he handled things - maybe it is a red state blue state thing LOL. Apart from mentioning Dubya a bit too much in his monologue, the jokes he made I think were OK, if Sean Penn can't get a sense of humour about Jude Law being ribbed hmm. I think especially if you are famous and stuff, your sense of humour should be better well developed than us normal mortals, otherwise you will be fighting a losing battle LOL. Pretty bland field of the Big movies this year, Aviator and Million Dollar Baby, as opposed to interesting smaller movies, Incredibles, Eternal Sunshine, Sideways...
I didn't like the way they Miss Americaed some of the awards, by having all the nominees up the front, nor the drive through way they handled others, by coming out to the aisles - Chris Rock apparently had it well thought out (I must have been Housewifeing LOL) when he said they would do next year's awards in the carpark.
Okies, only about twenty four hours behind the present moment, not bad when going on a break.
Pauly
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