blog Kilts married Scotland

The wedding. (Part one)

“No we don’t need to get married… We’re not bothered” Three years ago…..

“We just don’t want all the fuss…” Two years ago…

We might one day. Who knows?” Eighteen months ago..

“We might get married next year…” Four months ago…

“Maybe next April…” Two months ago…

“What are you doing on the twenty sixth of August and the third of September…?” Four weeks ago ..


“Because we’re getting married!!”

These are the words from my eldest daughter, who sprang a fantastic surprise on us. She doesn’t want anything conventional, no big church or such. In fact the initial plan was for them to just go off, get a couple of strangers to act as witnesses and job done. But then things started to get a little bit complicated….

They live in Galashiels in Scotland, and love cycling in the hills so they decided to get married up there but with just a few of us at a small ceremony. It’s in a little place called Kinloch Rannoch or as I call it, “The middle of bleeding nowhere!” Mountains, lochs, forests all around. After they tie the knot it’ll be a bit of food somewhere. Haggis maybe. But she’s vegan so can you get vegan haggis? Then, a week later it’s the reception….in a tiny village called Hutton Roof, in Cumbria, England. My daughter’s boyfriend lived very close to it so we take over the village hall for the day in September. Hopefully the old jalopy will manage to get up and down the country, spluttering and chugging over the hills. It’s going to be great though. I’d wear a kilt in Scotland but up in the mountains the wind blows and I don’t want to cause anybody to faint. Och Aye!

It’s very much a DIY reception. Our second bedroom is full of tonics, beer and gin, good to go. It looks like it’s ready for a lockdown party at 10 Downing Street. Vegetarian/vegan food will be made, sarnies prepared with not a chicken leg in sight, unless I sneak one in of course and hide it under my kilt but that’s just a bit too weird. Also it’s difficult to know what to wear as up in chilly Jockoland. I might be in a suit, wellies and a woolly hat. We shall see…..

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By Vinny

Middle aged geriatric from Hull, England.Slighty mad but aren't we all?

23 replies on “The wedding. (Part one)”

That’s terrific! Congrats to the bride and groom, to you and your Mrs. and your in-laws. I really think kilts at Scottish weddings should be mandatory; chicken legs optional. 🥳👰🏻🤵🏼‍♂️🎉💕

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