My name is Benjamin. I come from the UK (although I was born in New Zealand) and I have been described as having a ginger personality. Whatever that means. I assume they're referring to my hair and my Ronald Weasley nature. Aside from that, I'm the only male blogger worth knowing.

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How to make a Wedding more entertaining…

Is that even possible? Well the wedding I attended last weekend surely was entertaining. A mixture of events happened throughout the day which made the day worth while - maybe not as good as it might have been going to Gay Pride in London, but it was lovely.

I got all dressed up in my May Ball suit - a chocolate brown linen suit with a cream shirt and pink tie - and we headed for our 2 hour journey to a quaint hotel in Somerset. Within in the grounds of the hotel was a small traditional church which normally sat only 40 people, but somehow the bride and groom (the groom being my 2nd cousin), managed to fit 100 people inside by sitting, or standing at the back or in the side bits. To me that was just asking for a disaster. And what did we get? After exchanging the rings and making their vows, my brother began to fall on top of me. Immediately I thought he had fallen asleep so I tried prompting him back up before anyone noticed, but it was too late. Before I knew it I was nearly falling on top of the couple in front of me (My brother, father and I were amongst the people standing to the side), the wedding had come to a halt and my brother was being laid on the floor. From the sheer heat of the church and not having eaten lunch, my brother had fainted. Luckily the Best Man was a doctor and was able to tell us what to do with him, needless to say my brother was the talk of the wedding. The photographer also went out of her way to get pictures of my brother, John, on his own. The caption would of course be; ‘The boy who fainted at your wedding.’

Later at the meal in the hotel, the newly married couple made it more interesting by doing a quiz for each table. Needless to say, my table was very competitive and soon realising we knew none of the answers, I was whipping out my phone and researching all the answers on my phone. No worries, I will make my dad pay for the phone bill if it is extortionate. What made it even more interesting, was after researching all the answers and no-one spotting that we had cheated - our table still lost. To a bunch of old people - not that I have anything against them, but a lot of the questions were recent sports/pop music genres which I don’t picture them knowing. I personally think it was fixed.

On the whole, as I said earlier, it was an entertaining wedding. Along with a stunning dress for the bride which had to be carried everywhere seeing as this hotel was surrounded by a golf course and it was tipping down with rain = a lot of mud. Due to the 2 hour drive home, we unfortunately did not get to see the first dance or get any wedding cake. What a bummer. :(

Ben

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