I am very proud to say that PP and I celebrated our 12 year wedding anniversary yesterday. Despite being told we were too young (20 & 23) and not ready for marriage, we tied the knot at 2pm on Saturday 17th December 1994 at St James' Church in Grimsby . It makes me feel quite old to have been married for so long, especially when I think that most of my uni friends with whom I did my PGCE were still at Junior school back then. For the first few years we followed the tradition of buying something of paper, something of wood etc. We got bored of that pretty quickly and although we did continue to buy each other gifts up until last year, we now just buy cards. It is so close to Christmas that we have decided not to spend more money on presents for our anniversary. We usually celebrate with a meal out or a meal in, although invariably since Big J has been born, we have spent our anniversaries at home as it is too much hard work trying to keep him occupied when we go out. This year we didn't even bother with a meal. This was not as a result of a conscious decision made by us, we simply hadn't planned it very well (actually, we hadn't planned it at all!) We did do something quite special though...
With little Z's increased interest in Christianity, I have been promising for a while now to take her along to a church, but have been putting it off because I did not feel comfortable walking into a church full of strangers. Last time we did that, we were going to hear our banns read a few weeks before our wedding and were practically pounced upon by the regular members of the congregation asking us to get involved in various events. Needless to say this put us off going back to that church (apart from to get married), even if that had been our intention. However, having recently got back in touch with a friend who goes to church regularly, I decided to ask her about the Carol Service at Central Baptist Church, in Southampton. I was happy that we were not going to be cajoled into getting involved more than we wanted to and so we went along to "Carols by Candlelight" at 6.30pm. Big J was as disruptive as could have been expected, Little Z took it all very seriously and looked quite solemn, until they offered her cake and juice at the end of the service. We all enjoyed ourselves: Big J had lots of cars and a wooden garage to play with, Little Z made a Christingle, PP had mince pies and I had mulled wine. Well, anywhere where you can get free food & alcohol must be good!
With little Z's increased interest in Christianity, I have been promising for a while now to take her along to a church, but have been putting it off because I did not feel comfortable walking into a church full of strangers. Last time we did that, we were going to hear our banns read a few weeks before our wedding and were practically pounced upon by the regular members of the congregation asking us to get involved in various events. Needless to say this put us off going back to that church (apart from to get married), even if that had been our intention. However, having recently got back in touch with a friend who goes to church regularly, I decided to ask her about the Carol Service at Central Baptist Church, in Southampton. I was happy that we were not going to be cajoled into getting involved more than we wanted to and so we went along to "Carols by Candlelight" at 6.30pm. Big J was as disruptive as could have been expected, Little Z took it all very seriously and looked quite solemn, until they offered her cake and juice at the end of the service. We all enjoyed ourselves: Big J had lots of cars and a wooden garage to play with, Little Z made a Christingle, PP had mince pies and I had mulled wine. Well, anywhere where you can get free food & alcohol must be good!
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you're not *that* old... i was well into secondary school when you got married...! ;) ;)
glad you had such a great christmas.
Z and J haven't put ben and i off having kids at some point... we even wondered yesterday whether at 17 or 18 Zoe might be babysitting for our 7 year old!! :)
xx
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