David & Marie's Wedding

This is my account of David and Marie's wedding day. Not how it happened to them but how it happened to me. The wedding was held on the 29th of March 1997, at Knightswood Baptist Church.

The Preparation

Claire, Nicola, Irene and Kim arrive at my flat at about midday. They've been into town to get their hair done, all at the one time (my sympathy to the hairdressers).
Colin and Iain arrive seperately and sit about while the girls disappear into the bedroom armed with iron and makeup. After about 55 minutes they emerge with their outfits on, leaving me about 5 minutes to get changed into my kilt.
I'm wearing a kilt as a trial, to see if I'd like it for my own wedding. There's a bit of panic as one of my cuff buttons explodes, but Nicola comes to the rescue with needle and thread.
We head off at 1 o'clock and I choose the Great Western Road route. This turns out to be a disastrous choice. The road is jampacked, so Iain leads us up a side road to get there quickly. We get there in good time, with about half an hour until the service starts.

The Church

The service started at 2 o'clock, at Knightswood Baptist Church, and was conducted by Reverend Mickey Schrimshire. There was a last minute scare when Mickey found out the fountain pen he had bought was blue instead of black, but Iain rushed off to get a replacement.
The church gradually filled up, from the front on the groom's side and from the back on the bride's side; and the service commenced. The cast list was as follows:

The service contained a few hymns, a solo each by Angus and Paula, a talk from Mickey and the candle lighting bit. At the start David and Marie lit the two side candles (Marie for the second time after blowing hers out the first time) and once married, they lit the middle candle with their two flames.

After the wedding service we all headed to the reception at the Redhurst Hotel on the south side of Glasgow. The wedding party first went to the Botanic Gardens for photographs; all except Kevin, that is, who hopped on the bus for the hotel.

The Meal

Once the wedding party arrived at the hotel, we were ushered into the dining room, shaking hands as we went through. I shared a table with Claire, Kim, Irene, Colin, Stephan, Angus and Sean. After a while the bride and groom were piped in to cut the cake.

After David and Marie sat down, we got stuck into the dinner: melon, chicken, then profiteroles.
Stephan provided the entertainment at our table. After the meal, the bride's father, the groom and the best man made the speeches.

The Reception

After the meal, the tables were cleared and the evening reception started.
The bride and groom danced their first waltz to "Have I told you lately that I love you". Most of the music was modern stuff, some fast, some slow, with the occasional Scottish country dance thrown in. The Dashing White Sergeant was particularly energetic, and lasted for about two and a half hours.
We had a brief break in the middle of the dancing so the new arrivals could have a bite to eat, and those who had been at the dinner could stuff themselves even more. Stephen demonstrated his strength by lifting his sister...
...and Susan just went about enjoying herself in her bridesmaid dress.

We left at about 11.30, with the dancing still going. Notable events from the rest of the weekend included:

This page by David Meiklejohn.