Tuesday, 28 July 2009

A Wedding in the Mountains

Went to a wonderful wedding at the weekend. Bruno the Car Dealer's daughter got married to her long-term boyfriend at the family home in the lower Alps beyond a town called Biella. The family home happens to be a folly castle built in 1890 by some serious family money, so half of it looks like a ruin. Perfect for an Italian wedding in the sunshine.
Leaving the church there was a tiny travelling circus in the park (can you spot Coco the Clown?).

There were two hours of aperitivi before we sat at table.

This is the Pimm's table that your correspondent loosely supervised until around 3 in the morning. Looks like things got a little out of hand.

Then it was the kitchen with the hard core drunks for a bowl of pasta and more wine and beer. To bed at four o'clock. A truly terrific wedding.

7 comments:

Thud said...

I am attending a wedding in Itlay in sept and I hope it is half as fun as this.

Diplomate said...

Yes yes - this is all very well, romantic etc etc - BUT - what is this Italian obsession with plastic beakers. Ron, if I hadn't already, I really take my hat off to you for knocking it back as you do whilst having to cope with the plastic. Do have a slim piece of merky Georgian glassware you could carry around in your pocket in case of emergencies ?

Diplomate said...

Upon reflection - are you sure you're in Italy - not a cigarette to be found !!!!!!!

Vinogirl said...

I love the top photo of the confetti.

Philip Wilkinson said...

Yes, the Italians (and the French, low be it spoken) certainly know how to do a wedding, extended periods of steady ingestion of alcohol and food being the key. Here in the old country we try and get these things over far too quickly.

Peter Ashley said...

Lovely. And very gratifying to see that they had to import the Magic Show from Ingeland. And while you were doing this I was putting down a bottle of St.Peters in a back kitchen in Barrow-in-Furness.

Fred Fibonacci said...

Wow. Well done Bruno, my old boozing mate. Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Have you come far?