Family Feuds
Pooster tells us that a relative was once sent to the shops to buy an onion, while the rest of the family went on a daytrip while he was gone. Meanwhile, whole sections of our extended kin still haven't got over a wedding brawl fifteen years ago – tell us about families at war.
( , Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:24)
Pooster tells us that a relative was once sent to the shops to buy an onion, while the rest of the family went on a daytrip while he was gone. Meanwhile, whole sections of our extended kin still haven't got over a wedding brawl fifteen years ago – tell us about families at war.
( , Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:24)
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Oh alright then, I'll share.
As a rule my mum's side of the family get on well. We argue a lot, but it's the very specific kind of arguing you get in large Irish-Catholic families...everyone bickers, but nobody takes it to heart. It's very entertaining, My dad's side of the family (English, C of E) are a bit different - it all gets a bit like an episode of Shameless whenever they are put together in one room. Still, everything muddles along as best as it can (bar me trying to punch my Uncle, which is another story).
A couple of years ago, my cousin K--- (from the Irish Catholic side) got married. Nobody was particularly fond of her intended husband, but as she seemed happy. everyone was determined to make sure she enjoyed her day and that everything went without a hitch. Until he announced (with three weeks notice) that they were going to get married on a Friday lunch time and have the reception four weeks later. This meant that most of the Bride's side of the family had to drop out as nobody could get the time off work, and those who had to travel a fair distance (myself included) simply couldn't rearrange things at such short notice - nobody was going to get to the church ceremony, and there was no reception the same day as they were going on the honeymoon. This irritated a few people, but still...their day, so bicker a bit and get on.
The day of the reception arrived, and the whole family schlepped from the various corners of the country to celebrate. Everything was going well until K's father passed a quip to the groom that he should be dancing with his wife instead of playing poker with his mates.
All hell broke loose. Groom stormed off demanding that K choose between him or her father. K stuck by her husband, told her father to 'fuck off' and then she got into a fist fight with her sister (who happened to be her Maid of Honour). The Groom's family started swinging punches at my family, the reception venue gradually emptied as more and more people joined in the brawl on the cricket pitch, until all was silent - apart from my mum, still drunkenly dancing on her own, wondering why nobody would come and dance with her.
By some miracle, nobody got arrested - but K and her sister haven't spoken in 3 years. It rates highly on my 'most entertaining weddings ever' list though ;)
( , Fri 13 Nov 2009, 0:15, 4 replies)
As a rule my mum's side of the family get on well. We argue a lot, but it's the very specific kind of arguing you get in large Irish-Catholic families...everyone bickers, but nobody takes it to heart. It's very entertaining, My dad's side of the family (English, C of E) are a bit different - it all gets a bit like an episode of Shameless whenever they are put together in one room. Still, everything muddles along as best as it can (bar me trying to punch my Uncle, which is another story).
A couple of years ago, my cousin K--- (from the Irish Catholic side) got married. Nobody was particularly fond of her intended husband, but as she seemed happy. everyone was determined to make sure she enjoyed her day and that everything went without a hitch. Until he announced (with three weeks notice) that they were going to get married on a Friday lunch time and have the reception four weeks later. This meant that most of the Bride's side of the family had to drop out as nobody could get the time off work, and those who had to travel a fair distance (myself included) simply couldn't rearrange things at such short notice - nobody was going to get to the church ceremony, and there was no reception the same day as they were going on the honeymoon. This irritated a few people, but still...their day, so bicker a bit and get on.
The day of the reception arrived, and the whole family schlepped from the various corners of the country to celebrate. Everything was going well until K's father passed a quip to the groom that he should be dancing with his wife instead of playing poker with his mates.
All hell broke loose. Groom stormed off demanding that K choose between him or her father. K stuck by her husband, told her father to 'fuck off' and then she got into a fist fight with her sister (who happened to be her Maid of Honour). The Groom's family started swinging punches at my family, the reception venue gradually emptied as more and more people joined in the brawl on the cricket pitch, until all was silent - apart from my mum, still drunkenly dancing on her own, wondering why nobody would come and dance with her.
By some miracle, nobody got arrested - but K and her sister haven't spoken in 3 years. It rates highly on my 'most entertaining weddings ever' list though ;)
( , Fri 13 Nov 2009, 0:15, 4 replies)
True ^^
It's my dad's side of the family that are the rough lot.
( , Fri 13 Nov 2009, 21:51, closed)
It's my dad's side of the family that are the rough lot.
( , Fri 13 Nov 2009, 21:51, closed)
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