[Still Ebby]

This competition is an insult to people that have been divorced, separated and to those of us that have been badly treated by those who only wanted to deliberately hurt, emasculate, downgrade,and cause mental health issues on their victims that have deliberately caused good people to be lonely until the last breath, give us lonely people a competition to enter NOW!!!!!!!!!!

Perhaps there should be a ''Misery Wedding Contest '' just for folks like you !
Sorry to hear you missed out.

 

[Diane Capewell]

I'd saved for a trip to London. My boyfriend of 3yrs (English-born) arrived from Australia 3 months later. He said "Oh, by the way, I booked us at the Registry Office for a marriage Licence on Friday - it was Wednesday. No time to book a church, reception, organist etc. My 2 girlfriends had talked us into it but I didnt think he'd act so quickly. They were both pregnant (not me) & arrived on a bus. We came by taxi. He barely let me stop to buy a rose from a shop on the way. He's always been a musician & decided we'd go to Paris for the Honeymoon because of a Jazz Festival there. (Not to waste a gig!) After the show the band came back to our room & had brought drugs & smoke with them. That's not my scene so I spent my honeymoon sleeping in the bathtub with a pillow while they had a raging party outside. No champagne & chicken! & that became a pattern for my married life 34yrs on with 3kids. Happily he dumped me for a younger woman - now I'm so happy to be free - to be ME instead of taking care of a self-centred rock star!

 

[tonyvs471@outlook .com]

In December 1968 my girlfriend and I decided that seeing I was called up for National Service and was given marching orders to Sth Vietnam, that we should get married prior to leaving. We had a lovely wedding in the Brisbane City Methodist church followed by a small family wedding celebration in a nearby hall in Paddington. The best man, also a NS serviceman who was going to Vietnam with me, had forgotten to book our accommodation at Burleigh Heads, so on the 28th December my new bride and I drove to the Goldie in our 1962 Pink EK Holden with streamers, cans, white "Just Married" all over the car on a very busy Pacific Highway. Upon our arrival at the planned beachside accommodation, we were advised " No booking here Sir" WHAAAAT, BS,BS #$%$#^&*((. WE couldn't find any other accommodation elsewhere, being Xmas holidays, so we parked the car beachside "fully decorated", and camped and consummated our marriage in our Pink EK Holden, a sight to behold. Now 57 years later, surviving Vietnam but no longer married (no children) we are still very good friends

 

[mickthesnip]

When Karen and I got married in 1982 (and still going strong), three things happened.

One: My 'best man' drove there in his bare feet and realised he had forgotten his shoes. He had to turn around to get them and it delayed the wedding by about ten minutes. The driver of Karen's car had to be told to keep going around the block while we waited for him.

Two: When we knelt before the alter, everyone saw that I had written 'HELP' on one sole of my show and 'ME' on the other in liquid paper. The congregation cracked up and no-one up the front knew why.

Three: That night in our hotel, Karen wanted to relax and have a bath and be fresh for her new husband (we waited in those days). As she lowered herself into the bath, she hit her bottom on the tap spout and gave herself an awful cut. She had to call for me and then get me to go to the concierge to find a band aid. it left a scar still visible today.

I can tell you, it was the first time we have ever missed a free breakfast put on by a hotel. We were otherwise pre-occupied!

When I was due to be married, May 1985, we were having the reception at our new house in Armadale, W,A.

So I was getting everything organised, drinks food etc , so after receiving all the food an drinks I decided to check it all , unfortunately the the equipment for the keg was not up to scratch and I had to race around and get it sorted, so off to the hotel to get the equipment and back home and set it up, unfortunately, because of the to an fro from home to hotel an back, time was getting very tightmy brother and I finally got everything working properly, but, as I said time was running out an we were hard pushed to get to the church on time, which unfortunately we didn't, we actually arrived late, and we had to run to the altar so we could get there before the Bride, but she was already there, running through the church as the Bride was getting ready to walk the last few steps, but, very happy to report that everything went very smoothly and all went well .
Unfortunately the marriage only lasted 6 1/2 to 7yrs and i became a single dad an brought up my young fella, who turned out to be an awesome lad who made me a very proud parent

 

[Al Straub]

AND I LOVE HER.....
The Beatles became synonymous with the "swinging sixties" but their iconic reach extended far beyond the realms of music and fashion. They didn't span the decade, they magically defined it. A pop sensation became a total cultural and generational phenomenon.
And so it was during this time frame that young blossoming love of happy simplistic times sprouted everywhere. Our lives were inexplicably changed seemingly overnight because the happy fun, lyrics and sweet harmonious melodies of love from the Beatles was a major explosive inspiration for a whole generation... the songs just resonated....ALL MY LOVING....
I first set sight of her around the spring of 1967...LOVE ME DO....it was on the 7th floor staff cafeteria of Myer Melbourne, when I along with all my workmates from the boys wear dept...GOOD DAY SUNSHINE ..routinely gouged ourselves with pies and gravy drenched mashed potatoes n peas each lunchtime. Then one day the lift doors crashed open and amongst the massed throng of hungry staffers, out stepped this breathtaking...GIRL...a pure vision of loveliness...I SAW HER STANDING THERE.. I was so instantly dumbstruck, gobsmacked, giddy with besotted mad, head over heels love, as she sauntered to join the lunchtime queue...GOT TO GET YOU INTO MY LIFE... I couldn't take my eyes off her. This diminutive, petite packaged beautiful brunette from the ground floor cosmetic dept so impacted me this day that I knew I'd have to see more of her...BECAUSE... So each day I timed that our lunch hours coincided and I'd always linger in the queue over the smorgasbord of delicacies at the buffet in the hope of catching her eye by starting up a conversation whether the mash would be better than the chips! And what about custard over the apple crumble ?...I WANNA BE YOUR MAN.... I WANNA HOLD YOUR HAND... I NEED YOU
Apparently this blossoming canteen food fetish became so blatantly obvious to other staffers & friends as we'd sit at opposite ends of the huge ugly long laminex industrial dining table having all eyes swinging from her then me and back again to her...ALL TOGETHER NOW...WE CAN WORK IT OUT...TWO OF US...COME TOGETHER... This ritual eased as we began to sit closer each day...OH DARLING...The excitement was palpable, with all my mates egging me on...I CALL YOUR NAME... I told my mates "I'm gonna marry that girl one day"...WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDS... YOUR MOTHER SHOULD KNOW...SHE LOVES YOU...

Now after 56 wonderful years of marriage uniting us together with honesty...MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR...IN MY LIFE...GOOD DAY SUNSHINE...trust, respect and non competitiveness...ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE...mixed with heaps of compassionate affection we remain united...AND IN THE END, THE LOVE YOU TAKE IS EQUAL TO THE LOVE YOU MAKE!
PS; The sixties maybe long gone but the music still resonates, heh!

 

[Jest]

had two cracks at this, both failed. i now have a toy boy and we have been together 39 years, and not married. what does that tell you??

 

[Still Ebby]

had two cracks at this, both failed. i now have a toy boy and we have been together 39 years, and not married. what does that tell you??

lf it works for you go for it

 

[Andrew]

I migrated from England in 1970 when I was 21,coming by sea. The journey took almost 7 weeks. I met a girl onboard ship. She was returning to her family in Adelaide, having spent time in Belfast caring for her grandmother. We became " very close friends" .l came to Melbourne. We agreed to keep in touch. A few months after arriving it was her 21st birthday ,so I flew over to see her and meet her family. They were very welcoming. We continued writing , phoning , and the odd visit. After 2 years we got engaged. A year later we married in Adelaide on her mother and father's 25th anniversary. Our wedding night is one to remember. Thought we had a hotel room booked. The key was supposed to have been left for us, but there was no one in reception and no key. Couldn't raise anyone. Spent the next hour looking for another hotel room. Fortunately we found one. Our new house was supposed to be ready by the time we got back to Melbourne. We ended up having to rent a caravan for a month. We've been married over 51 years, have 2 married children and 6 grandchildren. I came here with a dream, and except for a few up's and down's it has come true.

 

[jean Rose]

My husband was Scottish. His middle name was his clan name. His cousin was best man. The cousins first name was the same as my husbands and his surname was my husbands clan name. the minister used both my husbands' first and clan names when performing the ceremony . The best man interrupted the vicar at that point, thinking he was being married to me in error.

 

[Phoebesmum]

Met my husband in January 1974, we married in January 1975. The main funny thing that happened was the fact that when I went to put the ring on his finger, I dropped it. It actually rolled back down the aisle. He stood their saying, you dropped it. So I had to go pick it up. We still have a bit of a laugh now, 50 years later.