Today has been a day about love. Rob and I went to declare our intent to marry. Very exciting. We first headed off to Weybrigde for Rob’s appointment and then to Hounslow for mine, long story of why we have to both go to different places to declare.
While we were waiting for my appointment we witnessed the celebration of an Indian wedding. It was all very strange as we were in the waiting room just casually sitting and then this big burst of vibrant excitement paraded in, we were very unsure of where to look. Cameras where clicking and compliments on outfits were being made, Rob and I felt very out-of-place dressed in shorts and sunglasses on our heads (yes shorts on our heads haha). Then the registrar announced she needed to take the couple in for questioning and they disappeared behind another door. I couldn’t help my giggle as it sounded like getting married was a crime and a jail sentence. I’ve only heard that turn of phrase on cop shows, “We need to take you down to the station for questioning” [Add suspicious look here] It makes people sound like they are crazy to get married, they need to be quizzed if this is something they really want to do. Are you sure you want to get married? Are you sure your sure? How sure are you? Sure?
Why do people say marriage changes everything? Isn’t it just a piece of paper and a name change (not even the name change for some!)? Why should marriage change a loving relationship? Do we just mentally think that when we become married our relationship is transformed into this hairy monstrosity of loathing and constant resentment? It’s strange what piece of paper does to the mind.
When we were finally called into my appointment I got the feeling that we had to prove to the registrar that we really did want to get married, that we should be all over each other and have painful smiles on our faces of happiness. We weren’t, we were half asleep and annoyed because the appointment was running half an hour late. She kept waiting for us to show her how much in love we are with long pauses, we don’t need to. For us all it takes is a look. Yes cheesy but in our relationship we do cheese.
After all the deeds were singed and we had been ‘quizzed’ we did a little jump for joy and are now setting about sort out the wedding.
Let the fun begin!
Now I hope to get this song in all of your heads! It’s been in mine all WEEK!