Yesterday I went to a wedding in Bow (east london), my first thoughts upon driving into the area was "where is my bulletproof vest"- the place completely consists of council estates (for those readers in the states that's the english version of "the hood") and a few buses; so much space was used up by blocks that the function hall where the wedding reception was being held was UNDERGROUND. Don't get me wrong I was quite impressed with the quality of the tiny building; being built into the ground with grass growing onto it's roof and side meant it would be well insulated in winter which means that the Tower Hamlets council is making the effort to get greener and greener; the wedding itself was a fucking shambles though, you should know that I only went for the food and I wasn't disappointed by the catering, that's one thing that went well.. If I could marry the chef I would do that shit in a flash, she had me going for seconds on shrimp, pepper prawns, different rices, potato salads and the best damn macaroni and cheese I have
EVER tasted. Of course it wast one of those ones where people start staring and whispering, just giving you eye while you're trying to get closer to your food- It didn't sway me.
The reception ended on a dancing note with uncles spraying dancers with £5 notes, this of course was due to the brides half nigerian background-I'm not complaining though, it's easy money.
An overall evaluation of the wedding is as follows: Fuck the groom, he's a douche. The bride was butters man, that's a dead barb. The music was shit- a lack of funky and kwaito. The photography services were fucking terrible (for a decent photo service I suggest Distinct Photography London, they are a small group just starting out but they are AMAZING, find their facebook page at the bottom of this post!).
If you don't want people to slam your special day, you better plan your shit properly for real.
Larry Bucks
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