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Mr & Mrs Stickytarts get married - USA stylie

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No, before you all jump to the wrong conclusion we didn't get married in Vegas ! No, this was in Springfield Vermont, the home of the Simpsons, and it is the year 2008 not long after the movie had been launched.

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We had chosen the location not based on Mr Stickytarts's love of the programme, despite his ridiculously pleased grin on this picture, but by typing  'elopement packages USA' into Google. His family were horrified at our idea of having a non family orientated wedding and were really not very happy, mine were just surprised that I was actually getting married ! Fact was though, we are both not centre of attention type of people and we had just spent all our money on a new house, so this is how we wanted to do it. We did invite people, but were fully appreciative of the fact that few would make it ( as it turned out none ) due to the distance and the expense.

We spent the pre-honeymoon doing touristy stuff in Boston, including a ghost tour which involved just us and the tour guide. Tour guide was quite frankly bonkers, and had us standing outside of Border's telling us about banshees and then wailing like one - right in front of lots of shoppers.

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Mr Stickytarts doing his traditional mean & moody  Me sitting on a tortoise - poor thing


Then we drove to Springfield - getting out of Boston was a bit of challenge as the sat nav kept saying "Head to the freeway", with us having no idea where the freeway was. We finally arrived in a snowstorm, in the smallest small town America you could imagine at the Hartness House Hotel, the old governor's mansion. Very quaint, but also not the cleanest, so first job was to find the nearest shopping mall and purchase some blankets. We were told "just down the road" and we finally found the strip mall 40 miles down the road !

Then we went in search of the town clerk to get our marriage licence, and found "The Vault" - a lovely place where local artisans exhibit and sell their wares. The ladies there were lovely and rather excited, if somewhat puzzled, at some English people coming to their little town to get married. They phoned ahead to the town clerk and told every customer about us. One lady on being told squealed out an excited "OH MY GOD, I am just gonna scream all the way home".

The town clerk, was equally as helpful and friendly, if also puzzled, and we were even more puzzled to get our marriage licence without any documentation proving who we were, for just $30. On the way back to the hotel, we were stopped in the street by a woman who was out with her little boy, who on hearing us talk also got over excited and said "You are those English people who've come here to get married ". At this point we were starting to feel like minor celebrities.

flowers As the next day dawned and we were getting ready, the hotel proprietor/self-proclaimed photographer, insisted on doing some 'arty' shots. They still make me giggle now. Really, I should launch a caption competition....


Franklin Pool ( what a brilliant name )the Justice of the Peace and ex member of Congress arrived early, presumably to stop anyone from getting cold feet and doing a bunk, and 30 minutes ahead of schedule we were downstairs saying our vows. In Vermont there are no witnesses needed, but the hotel proprietor's wife couldn't resist taking a peek ! And then before we knew it we were married. Here is the proof. My favourite pic is the last one - I like to call it "Lord and Lady of the Manor". Pity there is a fire alarm growing out of my head.

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Just married Lord & Lady ( with fire alarm)

Half an hour after these pictures were taken, we were dressed in our jeans again enjoying a cocktail or two in the local bar. Result - two very happy people who did their wedding their way and didn't have much stress in planning for it. 

We went on to honeymoon in New York, but that is another whole story to itself. Good news 4 1/2 years on we are still happily married with a 3 year old son ( we started with guinea pigs, worked our way up to cats and then a child ), although we are both older and fatter !

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  1. Love your blog, I really understand why you did it,I hate being the centre of attention aswell, so this would be right up my street. The thought of a church wedding with 300 guests sends shivers down my spine.X

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  2. I bet it was strange overall being in a town such as the one you mention. However I bet the countryside was beautiful, a late late congrats on your marriage. Hope the reception was better with the Simpsons. LOL

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  3. Fishtankfairy

    Love it! Wish I wasn't a centre of attention person, I'd av loved this - FTF xxx

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