Let me see your beauty now the witnesses are gone.
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon.
Show me slowly what I only know the edges of:
dance me to the end of love.
-- Leonard Cohen
So, we're getting married, Aibhín and I (Daniel) and if you're reading this then you've probably been invited to the meal or the afters. This page is just to lay out what the deal is with the wedding: when it is; where it is; what it is, and a few other bits'n'bobs concerning music, food, lists'n'such.
I'm a nerd, and if there's one thing nerds love, it's countdowns; so, here you go:
If you have any ideas, suggestions, or messages for either of us, then you just need to send us an email at pepperedsprout@braindelay.com.
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Update! 28th June; Some photos Also, here are some taken by Aoife. |
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Update! 25th May; Hen night |
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Update! 18th May; "Stag" party Incidentally, a lot of people asked me, during the "stag," how, exactly, did I propose to Aibhín. Well, it was very much like this. |
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Update! 6th May; CHANGE OF VENUE: since the mouldy old bitch that runs the DMYC was being such a mouldy old bitch, we've decided to change venue to Coopers restaurant on Leeson street instead. |
What is it?
This monstrous elephant boy is marrying this poor unfortunate creature. We've gotten to know each other quite well over the last while, and figured it was about time to either shit or get off the pot.
Where is it?
Jesus! We don't need no Jesus! I don't need to show you any stinkin' Jesus!
We're going for a godless marriage in the Dublin Register Office, that'll be nice and quick, and then we're off to Coopers restaurant for some drink and some food and some drink and some dancing and some drink and, no doubt, some embarassing photographs. You've got about an hour and a half to make a ten minute walk canal, and since we've got to stop in the Schoolhouse to check in for later on (thanks, Julie!), the rest of you may as well hang about the bar for a while before we mosey over on to the restaurant.
If you need maps to get there, you can find the way here; or you can just follow us on the day... just follow the sound of giddy laughter.
When is it?
Two things are required remember for a tryst, rendezvous or appointment. It is necesarry to specify (a) time, and (b) place. Let me make my meaning clear. Supposing I tell some girl or other that I will meet her at 8.30 p.m., thus specifying (a) but not (b). What happens? She turns up promptly enough at, say, the house where Dean Swift was born in Hoey's Court. But in the meantime I am waiting patiently in the Bull Ring, Wexford, listlessly inhaling fag after fag. Result: we fail to meet and letters of passionate recrimination are on their way in the next post.
Now let us turn from that and take the opposite case. I tell my lady to meet me outside the picture house in Skerries. Please note that in this case we are ignoring (a). She turns up at 1.18 p.m., waits for an hour and flounces off in a huff. I, however (connoisseur of clichés that I am) put in that odd thing - an appearance - at 4.54 p.m. Again I produce the box of fags and embark on another of my lengthy incinerations. People passing say: I wonder who your man is waiting for. Your man has been standing there for an hour. Your man is up to something, that's a certainty.
See my point? The appointment is again broken, simply because we neglected to provide for both (a) and (b). Next time your girl fails to turn up, ask yourself whether you have followed the simple rule I have outlined.
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Wise words from Flann O'Brien... so in order to prevent any hurt feelings:
| What | Where | When |
| The marriage | Dublin Register Office, Grand canal street (lower), City Centre South, Dublin. | 15:00 |
| A sit-down and a slap-up meal | Coopers restaurant, Leeson street, City Centre South, Dublin. | ~17:00 |
| The afters bun-fight | Still Coopers... | ~20:30 |
| Jesus, have you no homes to go to! | Don't care | ~01:30 |
Oh yeah, this is all happening on Wednesday 1st June 2005.
What's the deal with food?
The food is pretty much picked, it's flesh, fish and... erm... fegetable? It's all tasty, but if you've got a problem with some foods then you need to let us know. By problem I mean problem, and not "problem." What we're trying to avoid here is having someone die 'cause they've inadvertantly eaten nuts or something, if you just don't like sprouts then don't complain to me... they're starving back in China.
That being said, if you just won't eat meat, or fish makes you sick, you'll need to let us know, or else you're going to be sitting down to nice plate of dry-roasted peanuts. Unless nuts will kill you, in which case you may just be sitting down to nice plate.
So, if there's something you just have to warn us about, then fire an email on over to us at pepperedsprout@braindelay.com.
What's the deal with music?
We're trying to get a list of music together, and so if you've anything you want to hear or dance to, then fire an email to us at pepperedsprout@braindelay.com so we can laugh at your taste in music.
Actually, I'm in a "Barry from Barrytown" kind of mood, so, here's what I want: top five songs for a wedding that aren't crapalicious... holy Jesus, you better believe that means no bastard hucklebuck...
That's an awful lot to read for just the one wedding, isn't it? What am I supposed to do now?
Yes, it is, an awful lot of nonsense, but I needed to pad it a little to fit in all the pictures.
What we hope you can do is let us know at pepperedsprout@braindelay.com if you're coming; is there any music you'd like to hear, etc.
There's a wedding list for us in Arnotts, it's in our name, and the "Wedding Register I.D" is 6117, or else, you can always just click this.
Buying gifts off the wedding list, or indeed buying gifts at all, is, of course, completely up to you, but if you do want to buy from it, it's worth noting that the prices on it are the list prices, most of these are on discount and won't cost nearly as much.
That's all folks, we hope you can come.
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