It has proven impossible to store up all the engagement parties for one post. As I kept this resolution after the first, I've told you about the next two, and the expected 3 have become 4, and the fourth is not for another month at least, I think I will have to give in and blog about the first one so I don't get confused. No more engagements this year, I hope. I go my whole life without one, and suddenly there are 4 in two months.
Old friends of my Dad, whose son married a couple of years ago, have now engaged their daughter.
J and her beau A were betrothed in May at a giant ceremony worthy of most western weddings.
As at any Indian do, but especially Sikh, the food was delicious and filling. The bhangra drummers exciting. The girls' clothing just gorgeous.
I don't remember if I took my camera or not, but I didn't need to as the father's school chum had his professional kit in readiness.
Jaz encrusted with gold
But so many people. At these big events, I get really really shy and don't know what to do with myself at all. And yet, if it were my event I'd sparkle like a pro, I've done it before...
I am not sure what went on, but everything was lost to sight behind the bevy of cameras, lights and photographers, it was like paparazzi central! Most of the guests just wait to watch the DVD. I know I am.
The honoured girl relaxes
Leilouta, this detail of the red velvet coat is for you - sorry about the silly bag.