The Wedding: Here comes the Bride & Groom
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The wedding was held at
I still remember baby sitting him as a child and carrying him on my back when he cried. He is the one that got me my pet name “Yeyet”. As a child he just could not pronounce my name Harriet and so I became Yeyet. To-date my family will write e-mails and letters and address me as Yeyet, which always brings a smile on my face " so heart warming. Yet here he is, all grown up, handsome and very well educated, an Electric engineer with distinction.
His bride the beautiful Josephine compliments him so very well. The Church was filled with relatives and friends from both sides. Josephine had chosen a colour combination of white and Maroon (burgundy). Everything had been arranged and we did very little but participate in the ceremony, eat drink and dance the night out. The Church ceremony went very well: the groom and bride exchanged vows, signed their marriage certificates and were then transfered tot eh photo studio for bridal photographs. I and the rest of the family returned home to change for the after party that was scheduled to start later in the evening. My sister Beatrice had bought Mum some great outfits from England, she looked absolutely beautiful in them. He evening wear was a Nigerian outfit with embroidery in lilac.
I did not see much of the groom or bride throughout the ceremonies of the day which concluded late in the night.
To be continued . . .