I am extremely pleased to say that our wedding invitations are now ready to send! Hurrah! Well, there are a few that I still have to locate addresses for, but I’m heading off to the post office this morning with the intention of posting at least 70% of them!
And it’s been a jolly journey. Never in a million years would I have expected this to be such a complex step in the whole “organising a wedding” shabang.
First, and on-going, there is the politics of “who’s going?” – ranging from shall we invite children (no), to what about all those aunts and uncles that we never see, to what about the friends of friends who are always there at other weddings.
Space and money restricts us here, but it’s not particularly comfortable building those spreadsheets and re-categorising everyone.
Then there is the issue that the invitation is the first experience of the wedding that your guest will have (!) and so it sets the scene, sets the theme, so you have to THINK about it this far in advance (arrrgggh).
Then you have to put the whole thing together, and there’s a lot of information to find out and decisions to be made – accommodation, taxis, entertainment, dress code.
Once all those decisions have been made, then it’s the fun part – Blue Peter in my front room. The hole punching, the sticking glitter stars, the guillotining, the rubber stamping, the silver pen wielding, the tying of tiny multi-coloured bows…
But now, finally, I can sit back and admire my handiwork (I’m going to ignore the tiny typo on the third ticket…) and take the weighty white envelopes down to my local post office and see them off on their way as they zip around the country to our nearest and dearest bringing news of our nuptials. It may be six months away, but with these little invites, the bull is out of the gate… let the party commence!
Shimmy Shimmy Bang Bang 