Afternoon gals n pals
We really are into the final stretch now. A couple of weeks ago I had my first dress fitting since I bought the frock last summer and the wedding rings have also been purchased.
Yesterday I took a drive down to Eastbourne to sort out my bridal and bridesmaid bouquets, not forgetting the buttonholes. There are a million and one florists listed in Eastbourne so I thought I'd take a leisurely stroll around town until I found one. I didn't pass one whilst walking through the town centre so checked the GPS for some directions. I couldn't get a signal so that didn't help. I didn't let that worry me too much and headed down to the seafront instead as it was such a lovely sunny day
I hope the weather is as lovely as this next month. It looked so pretty and peaceful in the sunshine.
After a little rest I headed back into town with still no sign of a florist. I went to the Tourist Information Office who seemed to send me on a wild goose chase. I then popped into a quirky looking tea shop to ask if any florists did indeed exist in Eastbourne! She told me that a new one had opened a few streets away. My feet were starting to hurt but with renewed gusto I trundled off to find it.
When I reached the street I soon found the florist, but my heart sank when I saw the shop was empty with a "To Let" sign displayed. I did actually mutter "you must be fucking joking" under my breath, bit not quietly enough as an old lady tutted as she sauntered past me, I was just about to give it up as a bad job, when just a few doors down there was another florist. I felt like Mr Ben when he finds the dressing up shop!
So in I went, and said "Am I glad I've found you!" She saw the funny side and laughed. She asked to see a photo of my wedding dress and bridesmaid dresses and her eyes lit up. I explained how the floral arrangements for the tables were going to look and said I wanted something similar for my bouquet. She recommended some awesome ideas to make it unique to me and I knew I'd struck gold. She explained that she used to date a double bass player in a rockabilly band and she was the singer. It sounds silly but it felt like I was meant to find her. She said a guy who can master that instrument and is covered in tattoos is her ideal partner. So half an hour later my mission was accomplished. With sore feet, I headed back to the tea shop to thank the lady for her help, and obviously stopped for a well earned brew.
My next stop is my hen-party in 2 weeks time. The lady who organised it for me is also called Nicola. Guess what my florist is called....
We really are into the final stretch now. A couple of weeks ago I had my first dress fitting since I bought the frock last summer and the wedding rings have also been purchased.
Yesterday I took a drive down to Eastbourne to sort out my bridal and bridesmaid bouquets, not forgetting the buttonholes. There are a million and one florists listed in Eastbourne so I thought I'd take a leisurely stroll around town until I found one. I didn't pass one whilst walking through the town centre so checked the GPS for some directions. I couldn't get a signal so that didn't help. I didn't let that worry me too much and headed down to the seafront instead as it was such a lovely sunny day
I hope the weather is as lovely as this next month. It looked so pretty and peaceful in the sunshine.
After a little rest I headed back into town with still no sign of a florist. I went to the Tourist Information Office who seemed to send me on a wild goose chase. I then popped into a quirky looking tea shop to ask if any florists did indeed exist in Eastbourne! She told me that a new one had opened a few streets away. My feet were starting to hurt but with renewed gusto I trundled off to find it.
When I reached the street I soon found the florist, but my heart sank when I saw the shop was empty with a "To Let" sign displayed. I did actually mutter "you must be fucking joking" under my breath, bit not quietly enough as an old lady tutted as she sauntered past me, I was just about to give it up as a bad job, when just a few doors down there was another florist. I felt like Mr Ben when he finds the dressing up shop!
So in I went, and said "Am I glad I've found you!" She saw the funny side and laughed. She asked to see a photo of my wedding dress and bridesmaid dresses and her eyes lit up. I explained how the floral arrangements for the tables were going to look and said I wanted something similar for my bouquet. She recommended some awesome ideas to make it unique to me and I knew I'd struck gold. She explained that she used to date a double bass player in a rockabilly band and she was the singer. It sounds silly but it felt like I was meant to find her. She said a guy who can master that instrument and is covered in tattoos is her ideal partner. So half an hour later my mission was accomplished. With sore feet, I headed back to the tea shop to thank the lady for her help, and obviously stopped for a well earned brew.
My next stop is my hen-party in 2 weeks time. The lady who organised it for me is also called Nicola. Guess what my florist is called....
