Showing posts with label Wedding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wedding. Show all posts

Saturday, September 10, 2011

A WEDDING, INSURANCES AND THE HEREAFTER


HALF A WEEK:


A wedding dance! That's an evening 'do', or, celebrating knees up style the rite of passage of the happy couple, which happens after all the rituals of the feeding of the masses and the speeches from the close few. While the hall was being re-arranged for the evening celebrations and dance, dad of the bride proudly gave me a tour of his hi-tech speech prompt, an iPad. 


The bride, with her glorious figure and her dancer's deportment carried herself beautifully. The groom was a classic picture in his dress kilt. The wee flower girls, dressed in white party clothes, must have been fed with 'bounce'. They stole the show. 

In the late evening snack interval, half of the local pipe band rendered high quality traditional entertainment with bagpipes and drum. 

Today's Post: Because I have been a loyal customer, for forty years or more, to reward me for my loyalty, the insurance company are waiving any further premiums on my policy. There is a clause called new provisions and conditions written in insurance-speak. I was meant to pay the premiums up to 2013, except if death intervened a bit earlier. 

Reminder to self to contact the insurers to clarify what it means. Whatever, it is a saving of money. It stays in my purse.

Uncannily, the second letter was marketing funeral cost insurance with a plan called 'Dignity'. I have already covered myself, or rather, sorted out the meeting of costs for those who have to deal with my mortal remains and pay for an appropriate send off for me. However, there was a free pen being offered if you made enquiries. 

One noticeable point about these particular 'Dignity' funeral plan details, the wording was not deviously constructed like another mailshot I received for the same plan from Age UK. the literature was straight to the point. As it should be.

Friday, April 29, 2011

TRANSPORTED THROUGH DIVERSE THOUGHTS AT THE ROYAL WEDDING

Unexpectedly, as I watched the spectacle of the Wedding of Prince William to Catherine Middleton, I found myself thinking back to the first major state occasion I ever saw. It was courtesy of a friend that we saw the 1953 coronation of The Queen, relayed through a small TV screen, in black and white. Then I was a young child. As an adult, I remembered my curiosity felt much the same as I peered then and now into a surreal world.

In these theatricals there must be uncountable project managers with departmental stage managing-directors to report to. Can there be an executive CEO to pull things together? These things are so big and diverse, I think that the State occasions in the UK, would be more than Cameron Mackintosh, (Phantom Of The Opera) could handle.

As I watched today's events, I was fascinated by the structuring of them, the type of policing control I saw, limited by what the BBC media cameras focussed upon. 

The 'Wing's' company buses used for the extended Royal Family were a curiosity. Anyone from the grandparent generation and their offspring, populated those, (except that is, The Queen, Prince Philip, and their family line). One commentator said that the mini-buses would give a connection to the people. London Taxi drivers will probably have some thoughts about the chosen mode of transport. One or two red London Buses,(low level entry platforms) would have been perfectly acceptable and easier for the less agile guests. I think seeing London Buses in use, would have been a delight.