It all started…
A little bit less than a year ago when the 2cv club de Jersey received a Facebook message from the bride to be asking if someone would be interested to be her wedding car. She was looking for a car to take her to the church and then the her wedding venue afterwards.
Instead for volunteering me straight away, Murielle put the word out to see if anyone else in the club was game to be the best car of the day. And got no replies, she then volunteered me, to my delight. Why on earth did she wait so long before volunteering my services? I am always game to get tarted up (as if I need an excuse to look gorgeous).
So, a few weeks before d-day Murielle met with the bride to be at lunch time for a soft drink and to discuss my role (the most important one of course) 😜
On the day…
Murielle got up before 8am on her day off, and after a quick cup of tea, started to fill up the buckets of water needed to pamper me (cos I am worth it). Although I must say about time too as I hadn’t had a shampoo in 2 months at least and was starting to show off a certain amount of dust collection ( so unseemly for me). And 5 buckets of water, a lot of elbow grease, and 2 hours later, I was as shiny as a new pin! I even got Chris looking after me, he took all the carpets off to clean them (my female human hates hoovering) and he also removed the passenger front seat so the bride would have more room for her dress.
Murielle then took the tulle ribbons out of storage and started to dress me up, I love it when I look pretty 😀
I then went to pick up the bride, and I must say that she looked very pretty and did not let me down! It was soon time to drive her and her dad to the Church, slowly because I had my roof down and didn’t want the wind to mess her hair. I must say that we had quite a following as a little queue of cars formed behind us…. Oh well it is Jersey and there are speed limits, the fact that we were a little be low them isn’t a crime….
I then waited patiently outside the church whilst the service was going on, queued up by the sound of the organ as to when to expect the lovely bride to come back. And then whilst pictures were taken outside the church, a lot of the guests sneaked a few pictures with me 😜 I nearly got as much attention than the bride… I can’t help it if I am stupendously cute and gorgeous after all ….
The bride and groom, newly made Mr & Mrs then climbed aboard and off I went, at a slow pace to drive them to the venue, and despite going very slowly and collecting a fair few followers, and waiving at passerby who were cheering us on, I still managed to arrive before the majority of the guests who had left long before us.How did I managed that with a driver that still get lost in Jersey after 30 years of living there? Go figure…. it’s still a mystery to me!
Oh well job done, time to go home at normal speed (40mph max, I swear, officer) and head for the paddock before the rain comes so I can be dry under my cover. Thank you for letting me be a part of your big day 🤗
Until the next escapade….