I’ve been planning for and preparing for this wedding for a long time. It would seem however that others have been doing the same. Let me elaborate a little.
Several months ago I sent out invitations to all my guests. These invitations contained such information as where one could stay, local taxi numbers and little nice to know bits like that. The idea was that people could then book ahead and ensure that they had their accommodation sorted out and that they could plan how they would get to and from the function. As I said, I sent these out months before.
Now, there is another wedding in the local area on the same day as mine. Fair enough, I hope they have a great day, however… whoever is organising that one is one ruthless bastard.
It would appear that whoever I or my guests ring, the other wedding party has been there first. I’m not talking about a phone call and a quick chat either. These guys are actively booking up everything in the area. I’m talking about the entirety of hotel accommodation at some hotels, and even booking a cab firm to cater solely for their own guests.
Ruthless gits eh?
I’ve toyed with the idea of calling up as an anonymous guest and booking three cabs to London, or perhaps cancelling the need for any cabs at all. I won’t though. That would be mean. Then again, there are no medals in the church grave yard as one wise man once said.
Oh well, best get back on with my own wedding planning. Though wedding sabotage sounds fun I’m a bit too busy saying as mine is tomorrow.
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