Excuse me. I'm a bit tired. This post will be full of errors. This week I've had the re-entry at work. It's only mornings, but still, after getting up regularly at 10.30am local time, my week of 6.30am starts has taken it's toll on me. For the last days of the holiday I made myself get up at 7.30/8 but nothing can prepare you for regular early rising when you are a total slug in the bed like me.
|Just a few more photos of another lovely English Wedding...|
I feel slightly in awe of the Italians capacity to go without sleep. A and his family all function remarkably well on very little sleep. At Christmas we went to bed at 3am but were opening presents by 8.30 am. I'm not an evening person. They need to find a bird which likes being busy at 11am, because neith owl or lark am I.
|Women in England with grown up children seem to get an unstoppable desire to buy a large hat!|
So yes, the Italians are up early and stay up so late... Bake Off Italia for example (I'm watching it now) doesn't start until 9pm despite being a family show. The San Remo Song Festival always finishes after midnight. A and I have already argued about our hypothetical kids' bedtimes!
|And we had excellent weather!|
|No choir, but some, er, unique hymn interpretations from our pew.|
|Another stunning bride - love is the best beauty treatment!|
Already the holidays seem weeks ago. The first day in meetings it was like we had all never been away (except of course the pupils aren't back yet). It's only now that I realise how much progress I've made with my Italian and knowledge of Italian school acronyms and jargon. No culture shock for me this year!
|I felt this dress was decidely Italian in taste with the lacy sleeves, and sure enough my colleague chose something almost identical!|
|I would have loved to have taken the flowers home with me, but I don't think you're allowed to do that outside of Italy.|
Ok that's it. I promise. After this post, no more wedding pictures!
Hah. Who am I kidding. I love taking photos at weddings! It has nothing to do with this blog but I'm sharing my photos anyway. I have my third Italian wedding coming up soon and my many of my younger colleagues are all either freshly married or planning their weddings, so the wedding talk is by no means finished even though school starts next week. Even more excitingly I've been asked to be the damigella d'onore (maid of honour?) for a close friend.
|Finally! An English wedding where not only did we eat really well but also lots :) Italy has spoilt me.|
My colleague had to explain to me that her mother-in-law-to-be isn't very happy about her attempts to keep expenses down. She's worried their relatives will think they are poor. I can understand perhaps some of her fears but I still couldn't see what was wrong with creating your own invitations and getting them printed professionally. Then she told me something that blew my mind.
In the south of Italy they expect designer wedding cards. I didn't even know you could buy such things!