The thought of a double wedding with my brother didn’t really leave my mind. How many people get the chance to share their wedding day with their brother? And how many of those can say they’ve shared a double wedding with a gay couple? The more my other half and I talked about it, the more we liked the idea. It would be great fun, and a fantastic memory. But we weren’t sure that my brother had been serious when he suggested it, and we didn’t want to steal their thunder by crashing their big day by me rolling up in a big white dress. We should probably just forget about the whole idea…
After a lot of to and fro as to whether I should start a blog, a decision has finally been made.
I was never quite sure that I had something interesting to say, was worried that no-one would read my blog and, in any event, wasn’t quite sure what to write about.
Ok, so I enjoy cooking and baking and I do some knitting and crochet and card making and general artsy stuff, but there are so many talented food bloggers and other creative people already out there…
But then something happened. And all of a sudden people were saying that “that” was something you would expect to hear on TV and had I thought about writing about “it”…maybe I was even the first person to do something like “that”… (I doubt it though…).
Let me explain.
The other day, my brother phoned with some exciting news!
He and his long time boyfriend of 15 years had decided to get married in a civil ceremony in Cologne. Of course, I was totally thrilled and over the moon for both of them! I had hoped for this news for some time.
However, my boyfriend had proposed to me back in July last year and we were hoping to get married very soon ourselves. Unfortunately our respective families live in Australia and Germany, whilst we have both been living in the UK for over 10 years. We couldn’t even decide on a country, so never mind thinking about setting a date. And now my gay brother was going to get married before me… just like that. They even had a date already!
It was during that initial phone call with my brother that he said; “Wouldn’t it be great if we made it a double wedding?” – Of course, I thought he was joking. But the seed had been planted…