The Big Day - Friday 13th

Arriving early at Observatory Hill, Dawes Point, we found the bandstand beautifully decorated with flowers and white covered chairs.

Unfortunately the council in their wisdom decided to authorise the digging up of all the lovely grass in and around the park nearest the bandstand. And then, cleverly roped it all off using bright red and yellow fencing. And guess where they put all of that grass?

Right next to the bandstand of course! And the council were the ones who hired out the wedding venue. Nice to see councils are the same wherever you go.

There is nothing you can do in situations like this, but laugh at the dumbness.

Kev and Dave in quiet reflection, waiting for the wedding guests to arrive.


Kev starting to look a bit more pensive, as he talks to the Celebrant.

More and more guests arrive and congregate.

Dave taking his bestman duties seriously, helps Kev overcome his nerves the only way he knows how.

Ben getting in on the action.

Rachel and Patrick arriving in proper Crewe style, in a Rolls Royce.

Walking down the aisle

Let the ceremony begin....

Posters had been put up in our hotel a few days ago to tell us that the army were going to be on manoeuvres for 2 days, including Friday the 13th. We were informed that we should expect some noise. Sure enough, having heard sight nor sound of them all day, on cue...

And the Vows

Parental consent

Sadly I have no photos of Ben and I doing our bit as witnesses.

Congratulations to the happy couple!

Champagne and Party Time

Kev getting started on a fresh bottle

Dave taking his bestman duties seriously, lets the younger bridesmaids know he'll keep the offer open for 15 years...











Dave caught in a moment of reflection on losing his Kevley.

Fantastic hand action.

Rach's family

The Brides Trainers - who needs to wear high heel shoes which no one sees and kill your feet, when you can wear these comfy things?

A few last shots of the Happy Couple, in those perfect surroundings...

One for the council I think, with a letter requesting their money back.

And then it was off to the reception at the State Library of New South Wales.

There was a slight Library theme to the reception, with our place names being individual library cards...

Meaning of the Term Budgie Smuggler

The speaches.

Dave giving his Bestman's speach in 1901. My camera's idea of a joke.







The amazing cake made by Rach.



The much practised first dance.


Disco time.

And very drunken me time starts sometime after the pictures end. Harrassing the young ones into dancing. Nabbing a whole bottle of Jack Daniels as I left. I still don't know how I ended up in that transvestites club with Dave and the other party stragglers. My head still hurts when I think of all that evil champagne I drank.

I am sworn of the 'poo for life.