Thursday 19 September 2013

Nick and Natasha's wedding

I got to know Nick when we getting the garden ready for the Jubilee last year. He was between jobs so had time on his hands and he enjoyed getting them dirty. He provided the umph and I the 'expertise'. We made a good team. He really wanted to get some sweet peas to grow in the garden!!

Earlier this year he handed me an invitation to his wedding in June. We were delighted to accept. Despite the massive chest infection at Easter I did manage to get a dress and Peter a new suit. Then he asked me to be part of 'Team Pimms' following the success of the Pimms after the Jubilee service last year.

So on June 8th I donned the said frock, put my heels in a bag with a bag of orange slices and headed to church.

I had to alter the dress but I was pleased with how it looked in the end.
 
 
The kneelers in place. It was good to see them being used.
 
The service was from the 1928 service book, all in English except for two of the readings. One was taken from the Orthodox bible (I think) and one was from ours but read in Russian by one of our congregation who reads and speaks Russian. Nicolette and a friend of Nick's from England sang two duets. The Orders of Service were bi-lingual, though the Russians seemed very confused by Jerusalem!! There were a good few Brits there to sing it out.
 

 Surrounded by friends
 
A large glass of Pimms

 
The bridal party. Natasha' s mother in evening dress, Nick's family traditional English style
Car park entertainment.
 
It is a tradition in Moscow for wedding couples to have their photograph taken at several famous and tourist spots. Nick and Natasha disappeared and we were provided with entertainment. After about three quarters of an hour we boarded busses to be taken to the Gum banqueting suite for the reception. Each bus had entertainers on board and we were very lucky as one of Nick's Moscow friends is a fine tenor and sang the songs the musicians were playing. As we were stuck in a traffic jam for sometime it was all rather pleasant.
 
Table arrangement


 The guests assembling
 

 It is Russian tradition at the beginning of all sorts of journeys to offer a brioche bread with salt. We had it on our trip to Tver. Here the bride's mother had made the bread and she offered it to the couple. Whoever broke off the biggest piece would lead the household.
 
The reception was very interesting. The meal consisted of five courses; a cold appetiser, a warm appetiser, salad, main course and wedding cake. The speeches came between each course. Though Nick speaks Russian he said most of his speech in English. Natasha's brother in law gave her away but her mother gave the speech which Nicolette translated for us.
 
Nick has had an interesting life and friends from all over the place were invited. There were people from St Andrew's on our table, but we also sat with a former college friend and a lady from the Frankfurt ski club from his days working in Germany. We were an eclectic lot and it made for an interesting evening.
 
After the appetisers and salad the entertainment began with 'the first dance'. Poor Nick he looked so worried, but it went off well. Then the bride's shoe was taken and Nick had to win it back. Natasha's sister and brother in law were the adjudicators. First he had to draw a picture of Natasha on her wedding day. The picture did not pass muster, so a group of friends were 'kidnapped' and taken outside. They came in dressed in traditional costume and had to entertain us. This is where Nick's friend ( I think his name was Ian but I can't remember) came into his own. While the girls swayed decorously in the background he sang with the musicians. 
 





Following the performance Nick's friends won Natasha's shoe back!
The wedding cake - not a traditional fruit cake but soft.

Cutting the cake.
 
After enjoying the cake we headed home. We were well in time for the metro but I was worried about the last tram and I had the  MIC picnic the next day so didn't want to be too late. I'm told the partying went on into the early hours, but Nick made it to the 11 o'clock service the next day.
 
It was an entertaining evening and quite a mix. One to be remembered!!
 
That was the highlight of the summer. A month later we were heading home.
 

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