Re: A Canadian wedding

On Jul 30, 8:54 am, The Highlander <mich...@xxxxxxx> wrote:
Yesterday afternoon I went to a wedding I hadn't particularly wanted
to attend as it was some distance away and the groom, who invited me,
is not well off and I didn't feel I wanted to impose any unnecessary
strain on their financial reources.

However, I finally decided that that as I had been given an official
invitation, the least I could do was attend and give them a present of
cash in an envelope, which I did - $100.

The bridegroom is originally from Newfoundland, propably the most
friendly and hospitable ethnic group you could ever hope to meet and
famous for their Irish origins and like Nova Scotia, their love of
music and dancing.

The bride's family is from a remote village in the far north of Quebec
and speak an near -medieval version of French.

I think it was probably one of the best weddings I've ever been to.
When the host told everyone that I was a Highlander, I was swamped
with women wanting to meet me, and one in particular, a slender, very
attractive 28-year old blonde, clung to me for most of the evening.

At one point she pulled out a cellphone and in my and in everyone
else's hearing, spent five minutes talking to a friend about me and to
my utter astonishment, describing me as "a real hottie!" (young
people's slang for someone who is a hot bit of stuff!!) while grinning
at me. Several of the Newfies dug me in the ribs with their elbows and
said " BeJaysus, bye (boy) ye've scored for tonoight, ye locky (lucky)
dawg!"

As the evening grew wilder and the drinks got stiffer, I found myself
dancing constantly with the Hottie Lady, while the male onlookers
leered hideously and gave me thumbs up signs. The French contingent
dragged me away for a while to translate various matters for them,
while the HL stood guard over me in case one of the French ladies
decided to make a play for me, I presume!

I also had several long chats with the Newfies about our preferred
music, with some singing to demonstrate various differences between
versions of the same songs, some separated by more than a hundred
years. Like a dip into an historical music archive.

Eventually I said that I had to go home as I had taken a bus to get
there and didn't want to miss the last one home. The HL promptly
offered to drive me home and did so. She thoughtfully scrawled her
phone number, in lipstick, on my bathroom mirror before she finally
left.

What the hell do I do now, considering that we're separated by half a
century? I called my eldest daughter, who said, "Wallow while you can
- you and I both know you will anyway!" The HL has already called to
see how I'm doing. I told her I felt like a young stud and she
giggled.

God moves in mysterious ways... Maybe He decided it was time I had a
bit of fun...

The Highlander
Tilgibh smucaid air do làmhan,
togaibh a' bhratach dhubh agus
toisichibh a' geàrradh na sgòrnanan!

I thought you were Gay?

.

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