When we think about weddings, invariably our thoughts immediately focus on all things to do with the bride. The bride is the focal point of a wedding. For that reason, a lot of attention is given to making sure that everything about the bride, her bridesmaids, her flowers, dress and everything else are planned and double checked to ensure that there are no foul ups, but what about the groom? Just what is the groom responsible for and who is responsible for making sure that he gets it right? Luckily, there is wedding insurance to act as a failsafe should the groom forget something or it goes wrong.
Unfortunately, I have had first hand experience of just this situation. I have been married twice, to be sure to be sure as the old Irish joke goes! Because my mother-in-law to be was a fussy fastidious sort, not a lot was left for me to organize. I had to arrange for some flowers for the bridesmaids and the cars. That was it, the sum total of my input into the wedding. In some ways, I was glad, because it meant that I could concentrate on getting the vows right!
My wife to be, wanted an old fashioned car, to take us to and from the church, so, I had to hunt around for a suitable company. Bearing in mind, that this, was well before the advent of the internet, so it was a job for the `Yellow Pages` and a telephone.
I soon found a local company that hired out a car and driver, the car being an old Bentley, so it fitted in fine with my wife's request. I do not know whether it was an omen of what was to come, but the chap did emphasise that he only had the one vehicle and that I should have other vehicles to carry the other people in the entourage.
My mother-in-law to be was a crusty old type who was convinced that given the only thing to do, I would still manage to cock it up so to speak, so I was quite looking forward to seeing her face when the bride turned up at the church in a lovely old vintage car.
Imagine then, my surprise when I was waiting for the bride to arrive, we were kept waiting for at least 10 minutes before she arrived. Last minute nerves I thought may be attributable to this, but I knew I would find out later anyway.
We somehow managed to get through the service and walked slowly out of the church for some photographs. There was still no sign of the car anywhere, and when I suggested that we have a photograph taken by the car, I received a particularly frosty look from the mother-in-law!
When it was time to leave for the reception, up the road came my brother in his white BMW. Someone had put a white ribbon on the front and some flowers in the back seat! What the heck was he doing? It was only when we had to get into it that I found out that the original car had broken down and he had to act quickly so that we weren't let down. Of course it was my entire fault!
Luckily he did it for free, but nowadays I would not have been so lucky which is why sensible people take out wedding insurance for just such emergencies.