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JUST MARRIED
All pics below were taken in and around Norwich, Norfolk England where 9 of us rowdy Scotts descended upon
for my mum's wedding on November 6th 2004.
MY Mum "Tricia" with husband Mark Wilby.
Mr & Mrs Wilby.
Mum and Mark with their witnesses Pauline extreme left, and Marks brother Julian extreme right.
Myself-left, Mark and Mum in the middle and Neil-right.
Close up of the pic above.
Just married!
Mum with her bridesmaide/witness Pauline. It's not the best pic as it was taken with my cheap disposable camera. I canny
tell if anyone else is in this pic, so sorry i've left anyone out!
The lads with mums aunt & uncle. Left to right- Paulines boyfriend James, Aunt Ceilia, Uncle Walter, Davy, Myself
and Neil far right.
Close up of the above pic. "LOOK OUT FOR THE CHIP!"
Neil left and myself right. Pic taken outside the house we were staying in just before leaving for the wedding.
Couple of really dodgy looking big blokes in kilts! The one on the right has a really goofy smile and the one on the
left looks like Hannibal Lector! lol!
Neil left, Davy middle, Myself on the right.
Notice that we all seem to have no feet! It amazes me how sighted people always chop the feet and heads off pictures!
Close up of 3 dodgy looking big blokes with no feet and wearing skirts!
Pretty much the same pic as above, only with Davy's girlfriend Wee Caroline.
Close up of above pic.
And again, only this time with the jackets and without wee caroline.
And for those of you with crap eye sight, yet another close up.
Davy and Caroline and that bloody minibus that seems to be in every single pic from the house!
Close up of Davy and wee Caroline and that bloody minibus!
Wee Caroline. Not sure if that's a pose or if she's holding the door frame to avoid falling on her ass!
Pretty sure she is trying to stop herself from falling out the door. Spot the suspect foot bottom left which i think
belongs to Neil.
Well she's not fallen out the door yet, and the suspect foot hasn't booted her out the door yet either!
So i'm guessing it's just a pose!
Me in the doorway of the converted barn we all stayed in.
Close up of me in the doorway with a rather suspicious big hairy thing under my kilt!
Close up to reveal tha big hairy suspicious thing lurking under my kilt, is infact wee Caroline's hairy head!
So for those of you who are always asking "what do true Scotsmen wear under their kilts", well now you know! Their mates
girlfriends head!
Neil in doorway of barn.
Close up of Neil in the barn doorway. But where's wee Caroline's head????
Davy and myself attempting to get drunk in the bar at the evening reception.
Still trying to get drunk!
Jeez! That english beer is so week!
Davy and myself have recruited reinforcements to help drink the bar dry!
Neil left, James, Davy with Sultire shirt, and Myself with can of Stella!
Davy's trying to convince me that it's definately a shirt and not our countries flag!
Also i think we've accomplished extreme intoxication by this point! Translation = we're shit-faced!
Myself left, Pauline, James and Neil right.
Myself playing the smallest drum kit in the world with the reception band. Well, if you can call them a band!
I have no idea what the hell i played with them, and thinking back, no one else had a clue either!
All i remember is i broke the guys sticks and i was apparantly so loud that the singer couldn't be heard! Bonus!
NOVEMBER 7th
All the pics in the blue frames were taken at THE STAG pub/hotel the day after mums wedding. Mum had treated both families
to a carvery buffet lunch. But unfortunately most of us were so hungover that we could only eat the one plate full! As opposed
to the normal 4 or 5 plate fulls!
Pic of Mum & Mark.
Mum, Mark, Lee's girlfriend, and Marks son Lee on the right.
Wee Caroline and Myself "VERY HUNGOVER"!
Left - half of wee Caroline's head, Myself, Davy, and Neil - right.
Neil drinking again! And Marks dad Cyril.
Marks son Mark and his girlfriend Marie on the left. Wee Caroline and Myself on the right.
James & Pauline.
Mums Aunt Ceilia and Uncle Walter. Wonder if Ceilia had any "big chips" with her meal!
Mums pal Lillian - left, Mum, Mark, and a few others from the Wilby clan which i canny really see too well to ID.
A rather fetching picture of me on the bog!
"Just you wait Davy, i'll get you back for this one"!
Pauline and Neil chilling out in the lounge of the Barn after the meal at The Stag.
More or less the same as above.
Neil - left, Davy - middle, Myself - right.
All 3 of us looking rough as hell!
But can you believe this pic was actually taken a couple of hours before the wedding!
Me looking rough as hell with one hell of a hangover after the wedding the night before! Dreading the prospect of attemting
to demolish the carvery buffet at The Stag later in the day!
Davy looking equally as rough as me only he's been throwing up all morning!
Below is a post card i received from Mum & Mark today (Nov 17th).
I'm guessing it's from Malta, where they were on honeymoon, but canny read the back, or work out the pic on the card,
but i'll ammend this text once i know for sure.
XXX!
THE PICS BELOW ARE NOT FOR THE FAINT HEARTED!
IF YOU'RE EASILY OFFENDED, THEN DO NOT VENTURE ANY FURTHER!
If you did venture beyond this point and were offended, then TOUGH SHIT!
YOU WERE WARNED!
My brother Neil, mate David Coll and myself.
Not sure whether i'm flashing my leg, arse, or scrotum! Or if i'm attempting to kick down the wall!
I don't even remember posing for this picture!
For those of you who are always asking "What's under a Scotsmans kilt?" Well wonder no more!
You'll probably wish you'd never asked, but below is one of thee most disturbing drunken pic's you'll ever have the misfortune
to view!
To protect thier identities I'm unable to disclose who is who, but I'm sure you can work it out for yourselves!
Neil, David and some big arse!
We all agreed that Mum & Marks wedding was probably one of the best we'd all attended so
far.
It was certainly the best laugh we'd all had in ages!
Though i'm not sure if Norwich will ever be the same again after it's Scottish christening!
Also I reckon that poor cyclist & pizza delivery guy will probably be deeply psychologically
disturbed and in need of intense therapy after meeting a bus load of rowdy Scotts down a dark Norwich country lane!
Long story!
All in all, it was a great weekend, a great wedding and we who stayed in the barn had a wicked
laugh from start to finish!
All the best.
WOO HOO!
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