Wedding fairs.

To have a lie in? Read the newspapers? Eat a roast dinner? Go for a walk? Parade around the house to ‘up town funk’, eating chilli heatwave doritos in a reindeer onesie!?*
Wedding Fayres.
In the past couple of months I’ve been on the road at different wedding fayres in Manchester, Chester, Shrewsbury and yesterday Stafford (my home town yay!). I am lucky enough to live not too far from the M6, so I load the car up and off I go, an hour later I can be in all of the places just mentioned, it’s great. I never get tired of doing them…..I get to meet like-minded suppliers (it will never cease to amaze me how talented and creative some people are) and I get to talk with couples about their wedding plans (I get genuinely excited hearing about all the different things and ideas you have).
Oh and by the way, the wedding fayres I go to…..they aren’t just any wedding fayre, the bog standard kind, or where everybody is desperately trying to sell you stuff and there are all sorts of generic looking kind of set ups.
* Idea only. Not (necessarily) a real event that I ever partake in.

Those awesome suppliers I mentioned….. – Boom! – a very lovely lady who makes lovely sparkly things. – awesome stationary – flowers that are grown here rather than flown over from somewhere else! – a totally different wedding dress experience – for when you just need to chill. – a unique singer who rocks some ace tank tops! He’s also a rather nice chap. – music played on original 1930s gramophones and if you want some traditional games to play at your do these are the guys to contact. Oh and Matt is a mean saxophonist/flutist.