What Kati did Next; It’s all over now - bar the sulking!

IT’S all over. We’re married. Cue applause. Everyone can now breathe a sigh of relief.

Well, when I say everyone, I mean me, because at the end of the day it was me that did everything.

Not that I’m bitter or anything, gosh no, why would I be?

Would it be something like the close proximity to a mental breakdown three days before the big day?

Would it be running round like a fly with a very blue bum 24 hours before I was due to walk up the decidedly small aisle in the register office?

You know what? It wasn’t any of those things. No, I had believed my own hype as a bride.

I had decided that it was the most important day of my life, no-one else’s mind you, and that people should be running round for me not the other way round.

So I sulked. In the last two months I had organised everything from the food to the flowers from the hall to my hair. It was all sorted. Everything.

So now there was nothing for anyone else to do. Absolutely nothing.

Unfortunately, I saw it as them not wanting to do anything and so in the classic drama queen manner I had a mini meltdown.

Horrible. As it happened, lots of people had done lots of things, they had rallied round and put up the bunting, lit the candles, arranged flowers, organised the karaoke and basically made my day the happiest of my life.

I should have known that as I would be there for my friends they would be for me and they were, with bells on.

The day was truly magnificent. The sun came out for the whole weekend and outside the church hall there formed a mini festival of sun, music and laughter.

Inside was the loveliest food known to man created by friends and wonderful karaoke renditions provided by nephews.

It was out of this world. A bride and groom couldn’t have asked for any more.

So here and now I would like to thank all my friends and family for all their hardwork and devotion to our cause and if anyone wants my advice for a wedding, don’t spend a fortune, just ask your good friends to be there. They will. I’m sure of it.

With love, Kati Coogan.