Enough of the culinary delights lets move on to the weeding (sic).
As Holly was a bridesmaid it meant that it was a sparrows fart start to get to the tarting up bit of the party luckily the motel and the nuptual place was not very far and even better practically on a straight line . So for Holly this was the start of seven hours of pulling, stretching and painting as for me I went back to the motel and snoozed and watched some cricket until it was lunch time. Ahh pub lunches, seems I'm food obsessed but what the heck it was really nice until they turned the cricket off and put Adelaide United v Wellington on. Australian football is almost as exciting as watching paint dry but without the end result. Actually the national team is OK but they mostly play abroad.
so about three thirty the wedding started but there were Adelaide Rosellas, a lone Pink Robin and thornbills to watch while the celebrant celebaranted. Check out the hairdo it took ages.
I can hear you now saying nay yelling what about the dresses and stuff. Ok pictures speak louder than words.