Sabina and Saleem June 1999 - How did you meet? We met in the Summer of 1996, when she was over here on a holiday, she came back and we…
Written by Paula Jones Last updated: August 9, 2006
photos by xxxxxxx Photography
We met at a Halloween party when I was in sixth form. Andy had just finished his basic training for the army and had come along with a mate to let off steam. We met, danced and the rest, as they say, is history.
20 and 21.
We’d been together for about a year when Andy decided to take me to an Italian restaurant in town. Whilst we were sitting there enjoying the candle light and lovely food, Andy commented that if he had a ring, this would be the perfect time to propose to me – well, I tell you I have never been so glad of the fact that I wore my great auntie’s engagement ring on my other hand. Within seconds I had taken it off and handed it to Andy, and with that he asked me again. Of course, I said yes. That was in the November of 2002, in December 2002 he took me up to the East Gate clock in Chester at night time with all the Christmas lights twinkling before us. This time Andy proposed properly, down on one knee, although I still didn’t get my real engagement ring until Boxing Day!
Well my hen night was more of a hen day and Andy’s more of a long weekend. Andy’s took place on Shell Island, a place off the Welsh coast that Andy and his mates always went to as kids. I don’t know much of what went on there but suffice to say, neither does he! My hen day started with my sister conning me into taking a day off work, then when we went shopping, told me that actually I was going to ladies’ day at Chester races and that I might need to buy something to go in. So off I toddled to the races, not having a clue who was coming; I shouldn’t have worried though, my ‘lil’ sister had done me proud, though she was a little unconventional as I had a bloke at my hen night, but then again he was my best mate so it was allowed. All in all we had a very good afternoon followed by clubbing and a foul hangover!
By steering well clear!
Yes, I used the planner.
I wore a champagne dress from Karen Lewis with a cathedral train and a veil that I made myself.
I had three bridesmaids who wore matching chocolate brown dresses, also from Karen Lewis.
Andy chose his best mate Craig for his best man, although he very nearly didn’t make it as he wasn’t allowed to leave his RAF base till the day before the wedding.
Beaufort Park Hotel.
One big white stretched limo!
40 to the wedding and 120 to the reception.
Had a colour scheme of coffee and cream.
Brown, gold and ivory balloons with ivory napkins.
Rather not say as I was disappointed with them – that was the only thing that made me cry on the wedding day.
Had a buffet.
I had 2 tiers of fruit and one of orange sponge; my uncle made it for me.
We had a disco in the evening.
Our first night was spent at the hotel and our honeymoon was spent in Spain.
My father’s speech, it was so heartfelt.
Just the one, the best man going missing!
Don’t go to Spain for your honeymoon, they only have twin rooms in the hotel, not doubles!