Mr Wedding Planner: 0 days to go, the big day!

Friday the 13th October 2017, our wedding day!

I know you must be thinking why I got to 16 days left back in September 2017 and then fell off the edge of the earth. Or so it seemed. Did he get married after all? Did she say no? Someone make a runner? Was he gay after all? Or did he say the wrong name? (Ross)


As you know (if you read the previous posts) it was a hectic and emotional rollercoaster leading up to our wedding day and I felt it was time to catch a break from everything and focus on my work and wife for a few months. Now we are in May 2018 and I want to show the world what came out of our plans and ideas on that memorable day, the 13th of October 2017.

The day before…
Thursday, 12th of October 2017, the Hague, the Netherlands, noon.
One of my best friends and best man Rasta (yes, you remember his private name from my previous post 16 days to go) came with his fiancee Miss B to spend some time with me the day before the big day. And as my wife-to-be Ragna had already gone off to the hotel with her maid of honour, it seemed fitting I would not spend my last day as an unmarried man alone.

Rasta, Miss B (who live in Britain) and I took the opportunity to go for a windy stroll along the beach here in Scheveningen, the Hague. It was actually pretty chilly around 12 degrees and I was clinging on to the weather forecast for the next day that predicted sunshine and about 18 degrees celsius.
After a nice lunch I was starting to slowly get the wedding jitters and I am glad I had my favourite people around that evening. Later that day my other best man Caesar joined us and together we came up with a funny activity for the ceremony involving the Bee Gee’s..

Early morning…
I must have scraped a few hours sleep together and before I knew it Caesar, Miss B and Rasta were in my living room dressed up and ready to go! About 10am my mate Caesar mentioned to me that my wife to be had left a little surprise in hidden at home. So after some hide and seek I found a box with inside two pictures and the text ‘see you soon’ written on one. You probably think what is so special about two pictures?
Well have you ever heard of a ‘boudoir’ shoot? Let me tell you my tailored suit was not designed to deal with a raging boner.


These two pictures showed a very scarcely dressed (if dressed at all) Ragna. Beautiful and surprising, as I would never have dreamt that she even dared to do such a photo shoot. Of course those pictures are strictly for my eyes only, sorry lads (and some gals).
What I can say is that the next day I got to see almost 50 x-rated pictures which make for good reading material on a lonely evening.

Going to the meetup location…
At noon everybody except for my bride and her two maids of honour were to convene at the Bierkade in the Hague. Here I had arranged a boat to take us through the local canals straight to our wedding location. It was great to see our 25 guests all dressed up so uniquely and fashionably get together on this momentous day. As you can imagine my nerves we now starting to take over and I did not really know what to do with myself. Mostly that leads to either talking or eating. After a half an hour or so the boat was ready and we all made our way over to the dockside. The boatsman was so kind to explain the history of our amazing city the Hague. Our destination for the wedding was the beautiful Huygens Hofwijck in Voorburg.


Arriving at the wedding location…
Exactly on time we arrived and docked at the above location Huygens Hofwijck. Originally the private estate of Constantijn Huygens 1687, now turned into a museum together with its picturesque gardens. And luckily for us a wedding location.

courtesy of Steve Young©

Before I proceed, I wish to express a special thanks to our photographer Steve Young for providing us with perfect pictures and being such a relaxed photographer to work with. And maybe also a double special special thanks to Steve for the boudoir shoot! (wink)

So there we were, the majority of the guests and I had docked at the location and started walking around the pond, where we had hung up signs like the top cover picture in this post, to guide everyone to the building where the ceremony would take place. Last but not least once everyone was seated my two best men and I made our ascent up the stairs towards the entrance of the building.

courtesy of Steve Young©

To this moment I still had not seen my bride who was hidden in a room in the same building as the ceremony. I also still had no clue as to what her dress was going to look like. And that moment was maybe THE moment I was looking forward to the most!
As you can see in the above picture I had asked my two best men to wear grey suits while additionally matching my tie colour. I was dressed in a tailor made three piece suit, big thanks to Desiré and Erik from Dutch Spirit for the creation of this majestic suit!!

The ceremony…She said ‘YES’!
Can you feel the suspense yet? There I stood in the doorway ready for the music to start. Say what? Music? Remember my comment earlier from the night before? The fun activity? Well Ragna and I have always said that some things we do not mind doing traditional but a lot we wish to improvise and have a little fun with. Fun part 1.

Together with Rasta and Caesar we had practised a little choreography for our entry to the ceremony. I had chosen the song Night Fever by the Bee Gees. But that was not all. With our backs turned to the guests we turned one by one when the music started and one by one started walking forward, not walking but grooving/dancing forward to the altar. First Rasta, then Caesar and lastly myself. The effect was that everybody laughed and the whole atmosphere was just a tad more relaxed.

courtesy of Steve Young©

After that boogie my two best men sat down and I was stood at the altar for which seemed an eternity waiting for my bride to come in. The song Warmness On The Soul by Avenged Sevenfold , by Ragna’s favourite band started playing in the background and after a long 4 minute wait Ragna entered the room with her mother accompanying her as they walked down the rather short aisle. In full glory her beautiful dress and amazing hair doo.


As you can tell from the pictures I was in awe and also did not know what to do with my hands or what face to pull (idiot). My God she looked stunning and to be honest I was not that far off with my guess about what her dress would look like. Remember my post Mr Wedding Planner: 136 days to go ? Take a look again at my guess No. 2 Lady Marmalade, that is not far off right?!! Either way it was a majestic dress and my bride looked magical from her hair down to her shoes.
The ceremony was led by the ever so charming Mrs Hutzezon who even did parts in English due to the large English contingent of guests.

courtesy of Steve Young©

I already mentioned that we liked to mix things up and do some unconventional things during the wedding. So here came another one, my rap. Oh dear, no he did not! Yep! Well, I have been a life long hip hop and especially Eminem fan so I thought I would surprise my bride-to-be. I had practiced for weeks on my personal rendition of Eminem’s The Real Slim Shady, except I had completely re-written it and called it the The Real Groom. The funny thing was that I had agreed with Mrs Hutzezon that at the end of the ceremony she would say will the Real Groom please stand up, which caused for a lot of confusion and smiles.
Now I can tell you one thing, this song is quick and in all my practise sessions I had not once managed to get my breathing and speed right. But of course it was my wedding day and Friday the 13th so what happened? Well the song went flawlessly and I did not make one mistake to my own disbelief.

Considering it was Friday the 13th something had to go wrong, it was only a small mishap but Ragna’s made of honour dropped the rings as she wanted to hand them over, ha thankfully they did not roll too far and could be saved.
So there we were, married!! What a feeling and relief! And it was also at that very moment that it felt like all those emotions, frustrations and stress came undone and that was a revitalising feeling to say the least. A proper new beginning.

As the ceremony finished all the guests left the room first and moved outside onto the little bridge while holding these little bubble-blowers. So as we made our way outside we were greeted by our guests and a rainbow of bubbles.

courtesy of Steve Young©

Nobody tripped or fell and as we moved ourselves through the wave of bubbles, we ventured on into the gardens for cake and drinks!

Cake and photoshoot…

The slightly strong wind had gone and now even the sun occasionally popped out and provided us with a very comfortable temperature and scenery. Now going back to one of my previous posts of Mr Wedding Planner I already mentioned that we had also done something a little unconventional with the wedding cake. This multi-flavoured design of wonder was standing in the gardens of Huygens Hofwijck with a little area of wedding tents. Here we had setup tables, drinks, bites to eat and the cake.
First up I would like to thank local caterer Patrick from Dish Catering for providing the lovely setup, drinks, food, tents and service. Secondly I would like to thank Sue from Sue’s Cake Creations for the amazing wedding cake, which you can see below! A piece of art!


As you can tell one side the cake was a very conventional design but as soon as you turned it around you saw a stark contrast with these awesome Superman and Wonder Woman designs. And let me tell you the taste..hmmm it was mindbogglingly delicious! Thanks Sue!

In the meantime there were bites and drinks and the bride and I started doing our photoshoot. We wanted it to be a cosy and tight knit shoot so we also got all our guests involved in the pictures, that led to some absolutely hilarious pictures, more of which you can see at the end of this post in the slideshow.




I personally loved the fact that everybody could get their picture taken and mix with other guests as they pleased. I have to say my mother behaved and Steve the photographer was very patient during this stressful exercise haha!

I almost forgot but my wife had some really cool activities prepared which I want to share with you, maybe you will consider doing it as well for your wedding.
We had bought an old school polaroid camera and made everyone take at least one picture. All those pictures are now on a big poster here at home.
We also had this board with a drawn tree and some paint where every guest could leave his fingerprint on the tree. My wife had also ordered these business card style cards which all of our guests were asked to fill in. Information about what was your favourite event of the wedding to what your connection to the wedding couple is etc… Now we have a pile of cards with wonderful messages from our guests. A great idea that was!


Before we knew it 2,5 hours had passed by and amidst the setting sun we were getting ready for part 3 of the wedding day: transport to our dinner location.

Off to the dinner location…
Dealing with a moderate group of 25 people it made it more doable to get everyone in two cars. Cars you say? You must be kidding right? No, not just any type of car.
We got a mega Hummer and Lincoln stretch to take all of us across the city to our dinner location.


Inside these monstrous means of transportation the party was going strong, my now wife and I were in the smaller Lincoln where there definitely was no shortage in booze!
So from Voorburg we drove for about 45 minutes to our last destination: ‘t Goude Hooft in the old centre of the Hague.
Officially the oldest inn in the region dating back to as early as the year 1423. A beautiful monument that would be the location for our dinner.


Now I know that most weddings will have a perfectly planned seating arrangement and plan. We did as well, but in a slightly different manner than you would expect.
We intentionally mixed everyone up spread over three big tables. We cleverly thought about who would match with who even though they themselves would probably have never thought of sitting next to that specific person if were down to free choice.
Ragna and I moved from table to table after every course so we had at least sat with everyone for a bit. Now my sister Cecile did the tremendous job of being our master of ceremony and leading this wonderful day, which has to be said she did so perfectly. Literally nothing went wrong. After every course during dinner she had arranged neatly timed speeches including our own. Yes, with a relatively small group of 25 we wanted to individually (roast) tell everyone what they mean to us and how grateful we are for their attendance. We did this in a humor filled roast type manner. Plenty of laughter, for sure.
What stood out to me were the speeches by my two best men, Rasta and Caesar. A deeply meaningful, emotional and beautiful set of speeches. Thank you once again!

Hanky panky in the suite…
This brought us to the culmination of the day, the bridal suite and the hanky panky wedding night as they say. The suite was absolutely stunning, two floors, a massive jacuzzi and king size bed and breakfast in bed the next day. For what happened that day I will leave to the imagination of the likes of Jenna Jameson and Ron Jeremy… It was like the boudoir shoot had come to life. What I can say is that my wife was steaming drunk and as soon as our heads hit our pillows we were nodding off into la-la-land.

The day after…
Now set aside the wonderful breakfast and lovely room, being hungover is a slightly less comforting feeling after such a wonderful day. So with our heavy heads we got into our taxi home and after staring out of the window silently for a while my wife turned to me.
She was holding her hand in front of her mouth and her eyes basically screamed: OOH SHIT!!! I did not have time to think because the next moment she had vomited all over me. Fortunately for the very helpful and considerate taxi driver none of the puke had gone onto his seats, no, it was all on my of course.
That absolutely rank smell of puke did however make me reminisce to those good old student days all those years ago. Let’s just say we were glad to be home and being able to get another shower. The next day we were back to 100% and were lucky enough that our photographer Steve had worked through the night to deliver our pictures already. Amazing! Writing this post has made me all nostalgic again, thinking back to this amazing day.


6 Months on…
I can safely say we are now 6 months married and still very happy together. I also wish all of you newly engaged couples the perfect day as we had it and that you may find peace and happiness together in this world full of backstabbing, selfish and hurtful people. Last but not least on behalf of Ragna and myself, I wish to thank all of guests for their attendance, great attitude, the gifts and overall influence on making this a perfect day!

As promised a few more pictures in a slideshow of that perfect day, Friday the 13th of October, 2017.


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Mr Wedding Planner: 16 days to go



“What happens in Manchester, stays in Manchester”, said uhm… no-one, well maybe my mates and I.
It’s one of those famous quotes right, however my bachelor party did not turn out into some Hangover movie where we wake up with a tiger in the hotel room.
Would have been rather awesome though, right Shere-Khan?!
I had the pleasure of spending my bachelor weekend in Manchester, a nostalgic place for me where I spent some amazing time during my studies almost 9 years ago.
Damn, I am getting old quickly!
It however did not start as I would have liked or with the correct amount of people and considering the size of the group that was disappointing at first, but the result showed that the amount of friends does not matter at all. More on that in a bit.

Bachelor parties mostly get associated with large groups of 10-15 pissed up drunken lads who at some point in the night cannot distinguish men from women anymore….that can lead to some awkward surprises at the hotel room. And maybe some of you bachelors actually do have 10 or 15 best friends that you would wish to share your stag do with. I, on the other hand, do not have 10 or 15 best friends, and I am glad I do not.


I have met a lot of people in my life, through studying, travel, work and sports and along the way lost a lot of friends.

Or at least that is what I thought they were.

I am far from perfect but at least am man enough to admit when I am wrong. That cannot be said about a lot of people who do not handle honesty and self-reflection very well.

So for my bachelor party I had set out to rummage through the bustling nightlife of Manchester with a group of 6 lads. Two of them are my best men at the wedding, (to protect their privacy I will call them Rasta and Caesar). Unfortunately three other mates could not make it, but as I mentioned I do not need a large group to enjoy myself. (No I am not referring to orgies)



Rasta and Caesar, two of my closest mates and crazy in their own unique ways have given me a weekend to remember and made it a fun and special time. Apart from the ending where our flight home was cancelled, but hey, shit happens.

I want to thank all the lads again for the organisation and planning of this great weekend and will treasure this memory.

Fun, Fun, Fun
After arriving by plane and checking into the hotel we immediately drove to activity number one: karting! With the help of some polo shirts customised to me as The Groom with nr 69, Rasta as Bundilero, nr 21 and Caesar as Young Caesar, nr 57. So you probably are wondering why the rather random numbers on the back? They are sex positions…yeah..nuff said!

Oh yes I love karting, racing, competition, love it all! My mate Rasta was apparently Michael Schumacher’s long lost son, as he outraced us all with ease. As all go-karts have the same amount of power, I noticed that apart from my only average driving skills, my weight was also not helping me. Oh well at least I came 2nd in the first heat.
After a good hour of sweaty, intense racing we made our way back to the hotel for a shower, shit and shave, some a powernap..ahum..not me.

And onto the evening, where we had an amazing dinner at TGI Fridays. I love burgers, American food in general, and the warrior burger there was just too much for me to finish. That does not really ever happen, me not finishing my plate. Ha! And you can always raise my spirits with good food.


With a full stomach, beer-filled bladder we were nearing midnight almost and ready to twerk, robot-dance the night away. Or at least whatever happened during that midnight blur………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. More importantly I do know I woke up in my own bed, without a man, dog, inflatable doll, transvestite or woman next to me…pheeww…!


The next morning after a refreshing dose of Red Bull and fatty English breakfast the three of us moved to our next activity, which was one I had always wanted to do: An Escape Room.


Created in the theme of the Exorcist, and considering I am a pussy when it comes to horror, I knew this was going to be an adrenaline pumping experience. We had 1 hour to get out of the almost pitch dark room, using clues with the help of a few candles. A thoroughly exciting and thrilling experience, where I found myself looking over my shoulder a few too many times, thinking something would secretly creep up behind me…hahah…such a wuss I know!

Unfortunately we only managed to get 80% of the clues and did not get out on time, however the experience was bloody exciting and we also now know my other best man Caesar is the new Sherlock Holmes in the making. He could damn well find a needle in a haystack.

Funnily enough our next activity was barely 2 streets away: Pool. Not a swimming pool, but playing pool (billiard) another sport I love doing but never get round to playing. For a few hours we played with sometimes embarrassingly amateurish shots until we clearly concluded that none of us were ever going to be able to make a living out of this sport. And after some cheap grub and many unintended trick shots it was almost 16:00 o’clock and time to drop Rasta off at the station and Caesar and myself to make our way to the airport.

Just over two weeks to go…
And now my fiancee and I are intensely counting down the days to our wedding day, October 13th! It is so close now and I am seriously suffering from wedding jitters and cannot wait to actually wake up on the morning of the 13th!
Considering the fact that I still have not received my tailored suit, which only adds to the nerves, I am hoping no last minute issues arise.
Next week I will hopefully have my suit and will check back in with you guys again then.

A massive thanks to the lads again, I cannot wait to have you by my side at the wedding!

Mr Wedding Planner: 32 days to go

Yes I am still alive and kicking! It’s been a while, I know folks!
After a rather hectic past few months I had to wind down for a bit and enjoy my spare time a bit more, together with my fiancee of course!
Working a full time job, traveling for work, building a completely new website and continuing with the wedding planning has kept me quiet lately, but not anymore!
Today I will cover wedding jitters, tailor made suits, weather gods, bachelor parties and hurricane Irma.


Wedding Jitters
Its been more than 9 months of active planning, organising and fighting with family and in-laws, but now we are just a few weeks away from the big day.
There have been times I felt like Jim Carrey on the right here, but hey it is wedding planning and if I recall correctly that is never a walk in the park.
But with less than five weeks to go until the big day I have see myself getting more and more nervous by the day. For some reason there are a few things that I cannot get out of my head: what does my fiancee’s dress look like, will the weather hold up and will she actually say yes for the second time, when it actually matters?! LOL.
I have told my fiancee not to watch the following films just in case she gets cold feet:

  • Runaway Bride
  • My best friend’s wedding
  • Wedding Crashers

Maybe more important will be for me to keep some manly dignity and not cry like a wimp and faint when she walks down the aisle…

Tailor Made Suits
I had this grand idea to rent a jacquet outfit for the wedding, however the more I looked at images of it the more I started feeling like it was going to be a big mistake. Similar to Trump before he was about to grab the p*ssy and Bill Cosby when he topped the first victims drink with a peculiar pill. Oh wait no wait they do not have a conscience I actually meant like Oscar Pistorius before he accidentally on purpose blew his wife into a thousand pieces in the bathroom. Oh no bad example again. Anyway doubt is a nasty thing and then my fiancee said: “I think you should get a tailored made suit”.
Damn woman, you are correct! What a great idea.

So there I was going through websites who do fitting sessions for tailor made suits and found a good one in the area.
Suits priced from 450 euro’s and upwards it said. Ahum…You can tell where this is going.
Together with my fiancee and mother we went down to the fitting session in town. At first I was introduced to a wide array of fabrics and styles which funnily enough made me focus on one specific one, which at the end happens to be the chosen design. A bit like walking into a phone shop intending to buy an iphone, then the salesman shows you all the available android phones and then still buying the iphone.

So having two favourite design in front of me the lady kindly shared the prices with us for a three piece suit…..950 euros……1200 euros….1500 euros….

Hmm you must be thinking where is that 450 euro suit? A good old marketing trick let’s just leave it at. Because as it appeared I have good but expensive taste.
One guess what the invoice will be showing: Yup 1500 euro’s!! (time for a Benny Hill expression again)
As I now wait for it to be finished I will probably be too scared to even wear something of that worth! Oh well you only marry once right?

Weather Gods
I am no believer, no God, Allah or Buddha for me, but I will be praying to Indra, Odin, Zeus and Horus for some bloody decent weather on our wedding day. With the wedding partly taking place outside we just need some dry, mild and not too windy weather conditions. Not too much to ask for right? So please pray with me and hopefully I will be able to share beautiful weather wedding pictures with you after our wedding.
Maybe Friday the 13th is going to bite us in the bum after all, but I am going to remain positive just like Jason did on that day.


Bachelor Parties
A while back I mentioned that my bachelor party will not be taking place in my home country the Netherlands, but one of my favourite places in the UK, Manchester. I studied there and have some very fond memories which I hope to continue with my bachelor party. Normally I am not a big fan of surprises so the fact that my best man has arranged this whole thing and I do not know one single detail frightens me as much as it excites me! I have made an assumption of how my mates possibly might want me to dress during the bachelor weekend next week!

1. Ali G


2. The Princess


3. Elvis in the building


On the other hand maybe my mates will be modest and just stick to a funny t-shirt. Either way I am well excited for a crazy weekend of fun and surprises! Big thanks to my mate and best man Alister for arranging the whole thing!

Mr Wedding Planner: 91 days to go

Are you ready for the weekend? Because I certainly am after everything that has happened solely in this past week. This weeks’ episode of Mr Wedding Planner I have family feuds, a new wedding location, and complete wedding overhaul bonanza for that matter. Get your seat belts fastened and hold on to your hats folks!


Emotional Rollercoaster
It has been a quiet past few weeks since I last wrote to you all, quiet on the blogging front, the life front has been far from quiet. A bit like five heavy metal singers ‘grunting’ in your ears at maximum volume simultaneously, 24/7.

We had troublesome times coming from both sides of the families. But after all that crap I am happy to be on the path of mending relations with my parents, I am not going to lie, I still wish it could have gone differently from the start, but alas we will have to get over that one and I slowly but surely am.

Over the past months my fiancee and I have even started having a go at each other, over stuff that wasn’t even of our own doing, or wrongdoing should I say.

It developed into a situation so poisonous and concerning that a few weeks ago I had a mini mental breakdown and last week my fiancee caved in as well. This could no longer continue in this fashion and considering we had yet to enjoy our wedding preparations or even get excited for one minute, we felt it was time to ring the alarm and make a drastic u-turn!

Wedding 2.0
So there we were earlier this week, distraught, broken and suffering from sleep deprivation, thinking: “why don’t people just want us to be happy?”. Yes folks, in the past three days we completely overhauled our wedding, from top to bottom.

We cut the guest list down from 50 to 20 people, changed the location, a lot of admin crap with the city council, arranged new activities, catering and managed to keep our wedding date. (otherwise we would have been screwed, since the date is engraved into our wedding rings!)

Funnily enough as much as we felt it this week, my fiancee and I had not felt excitement and motivation like this once in our previous year of planning. We even feel that this new wedding setup completely beats the initial one. It was almost like it was meant to happen, fate behold. The cancelling of 30 guests hurt, but every single one of them, shared their understanding and sympathy with us, which was just what we needed to hear in these dark times.

We have less than three months to go and I pray to God that nobody or nothing will screw anything else up for us.


Screw You!
What is a wedding about? Is it not about the coming together of two people who love each other unconditionally and want nothing more than live together happily ever after and share this with their closest family and friends? Then how is it possible that some of those closest to us have the preposterous audacity to shit all over our ‘happy’ day and preparations because they believe their selfish attention seeking bullshit is more important! Shame on you!

Weddings are simple, you are invited, you want to go to it because you care about those to be wed. But apparently that is a not a given to some. I am upset, angry and distraught, not just to have seen the pain and despair in my fiancees eyes but knowing that certain people have disappointed us and even deserted us in our hour of need.

Let’s just say this was a lesson learned.


To conclude I wish to apologise for this very dark, yet honest post. Additionally I wish to apologise to those who can no longer come to our wedding, at least those that gave a crap. Ragna and I appreciate your sympathy and understanding and value this highly. You mean a lot to us.

To all the others who thought they were more important than us on our most important day, go see Satan, I hear he needs more slaves…

P.S. Ragna, my dearly beloved, nothing can beat our love, our passion and perseverance and at least we can now move on and spend 3 more months actually enjoying our perfect day. I love you!

Mr and Mrs-To-Be #happycouple #loveconquersall

Mr Wedding Planner: 123 days to go

After a rather turbulent and emotional week we venture into the world of cakes. Cake, who does not love cake, right?! But before anyone thinks the cover picture is Michael Jackson dragging Lisa-Marie Presley along the (cake) floor, you are mistaken. Could be though, so why not hold on to that thought. As I mentioned earlier last week was cake week and just like Marjorie from Fat Fighters I can also say:


Sue’s Cake Creations
First and foremost a big thank you to Sue from Sue’s Cake Creations for being our wedding cake supplier! We are extremely excited to both see the wedding cake once its done and eat it of course! Have a look at the great work Sue has done on her Facebook page: Sue’s Cake Creations

I have to say we are fortunate with Sue, she lives in the same town, just 5 minutes away, is the mother of an old primary school mate of mine going back 20 years and after seeing her creations was an easy choice. But still, after seeing her again it felt like time had stood still and nothing had changed (for the good of course). Sue and her husband welcomed us in their beautiful home and before we knew it my fiancee and I were sat down with a little fork in our hands.

Tasting Session
Let me tell you Sue had made some really tasty samples and boy oh boy did we find two winners. Funnily enough my fiancee and I almost telepathically decided simultaneously on the same flavours. So no arguing was required ;). Funnily enough we are like that with a lot of things. IKEA for example. My fiancee and I can walk into IKEA and agree upon choices 9 out of 10 times there and then. Saves a lot of discussion and time. We had the same with picking our wedding location, food and rings. We also tend to play the same games and watch the same movies. Except for the horror movies, brrr, no thanks Jason!


Now here comes the tricky part. I could of course show you how our cake will look and even which flavours we have chosen but that would ruin the surprise of course. So to tease you a little I will be showing 4 cake designs, and between two of them is a very close resemblance to our chosen design.

Take a look and after October 13th I will reveal the design or for those attending the wedding (you better not miss it!!). I know where you live. No just kidding 😉




















In the end we went home extremely satisfied and in luck, as we got take home the left overs from the cake tasting. Thank you again Sue, we look forward to the big day!

Planning Continued
Recently I wrote about my ongoing search for a good wedding photo shoot location. Well I am slowly getting closer to a potential winner. After my initial list of 7 possible locations I am now down to four. Coming Thursday our master of ceremony (my sister), my fiancee and I will be visiting some of these locations. Pictures can tell a lot but seeing something in real life can give a very different impression.

And after having picked a photographer we are also about to meet up with him and discuss the how’s and what’s of the wedding and the wedding photo shoot.

Let me tell you folks, it has been an emotional rollercoaster of a journey. Not because the planning itself takes so much time and can be stressful, no thanks to some of the people around us who thought certain issues were more important than the most important day of our lives. I am holding my breath and hoping that on the wedding day itself everyone will behave and grant my wife-to-be and myself the day we so long for and deserve.

I want to send a special thanks out to my sister (master of ceremony) who has been my rock and I am glad to have you along for the ride, sis! Also many thanks to my fiancee who has had to deal with a lot of crap as well and has shown me that together we are strong!

Have a great week everyone and remember treat others how you wish to be treated.

Mr Wedding Planner: 136 days to go

Good day to you all folks! I wish I could say I am smiling like the guy above in the cover image but alas, not completely. This past week the world was shocked by the horror in Manchester where there was another senseless and cowardly act of terrorism, with this time predominantly children and teenage being the victims. I spent a year in Manchester while studying for my masters and actually visited the Manchester Arena twice in that period. Not to say that any other terrorist attack has any less meaning to me, but I could feel this one deeply. Why? Keep reading.

Why am I bringing you this sadness in a supposedly happy post? Well I am defying the terrorists and will probably end up holding my bachelor party in Manchester. This was a plan of mine for a while but the attack has not changed anything for me. I will not adjust or limit my life because of some wankstain of a nitwit who thinks he is going to get shagged by 72 virgins. By the way how on earth does one think of 72 virgins to begin with? Was two not enough? Greedy idiots. He is going to be so surprised when he meets 72 goats instead of virgins.

The Dress (not for me)
So I got one of my best men planning out some probably embarrassing and intoxicating trip for the bachelor party whilst I personally deal with a truly annoying part of me, being patient!
Oh yes, patience is a virtue they say. Well screw the virtue because I am bloody impatient and cannot stand the fact that my wife-to-be has found her dream dress and I will not get to see it until the wedding day!

Ha! That is the way it’s supposed to be, you will be shouting at me! And yes, you are correct, but it is eating me up inside and I simply cannot stand it. I am very glad though and filled with excitement, albeit with a hint of embarrassment. Embarrassment, because I have this feeling, that when I see my fiancee walking down the aisle for the first time in her dress, I will probably start crying like a baby.

My beautiful bride has hinted at that she does not want the typical white wedding dress, which is fine by me. She has a gothic past and is a big metalhead, so I am wondering which amounts of black, grey and purple and gothic designs will have found their way into her dress design…

I however cannot wait to see it and know that whatever she has picked will make her look perfect on the day. (You look perfect every day hun, but that day will be just that little extra perfect ;))
So in my anticipation and excitement I am going to share with you all my idea’s of what her dress could actually look like.

No.1 Hello Princess


No.2 Lady Marmalade


No.3 Black Swan


No.4 Moi Lolita


Either way, as mentioned earlier, I trust that my wife-to-be is going to look stunning and I cannot wait to see her in the dress of her dreams!

The Truth So Far
We shall now venture into a dark and sad place unfortunately.


[Crap, I meant darkness, but what is he doing in the picture?!]

The past few months have been challenging. And I do not mean the fact that wedding planning is stressful, which it is very much of course. But behind all the joking around and excitement is a lot of disappointment and frustration. I cannot say that I have thoroughly enjoyed the wedding planning and anticipation of my wedding day so far.
A wedding day should be one of, if not, THE most important and happiest days of your life. Some people do it twice or three times but I am going to go for the once in a lifetime.

But why is it that family members have to start behaving like mental headless chickens and interfere with everything??? Many people around me tell me that it is very common with almost every wedding to have family quarrels, disagreements on seating and guest lists etc.. Fair enough, I am not the only dealing with this crap.

However am I so wrong to think that no matter what your family or friends think, the wedding day is about you and your partner and nothing else should matter? Our wedding will not be with 150 people, actually barely a third, but that is the whole point, my partner and I want the people most important to us there. And no matter the reasons, those are the people WE choose, not you.

And it saddens me that certain people cannot accept that my wedding day is MY day and I will do it exactly as I want and I will invite the people that I want there.

It seems that our wedding day was picked by some on both sides of the family to try and solve or worsen deeply rooted issues/quarrels and use THE day as some sort of deadline! What the f*ck guys!

I apologise for that slightly depressing side note, but I have been truthfully writing to you for months on all aspects and as I endure them and this is sadly part of it.

Looking Ahead
Maybe I should have gone to Vegas after all, right?
So we continue to battle along and look ahead. We shall continue to make the most of this epic journey, no matter what, right folks?

Moving on. After having nailed down a photographer for the day and someone to create/supply our cake I am excited to say that this weekend we are going wedding cake tasting! Oh cake, what would I do without you?


What’s also amazed me is how useful contacts and acquaintances can be. The photographer was suggested to us by my mother’s best friend and the person supplying the cake is actually the mother of an old classmate of mine going all the way back to primary school. Such a small world we live in.

Next week I will be covering the ‘Tale of Cake Tasting’. I hope you will join me again then! Have a great week and remember to stand up for what you believe, no matter what or who! Amen.


Mr Wedding Planner: 158 days to go

Just 158 days to go! This week I discuss the wedding photoshoot and trying to find a photographer!

Husband to wife: ‘I hear you’ve been telling everyone that I’m an idiot.’
Wife: ‘Sorry, I didn’t know it was a secret.’

Say cheeseeee! Smarties! Pannenkoek!? Either way, what would a wedding be without a proper photo session right? The past few weeks I have been trying to get the photographic aspect of the wedding sorted. Let’s just say progress has been steady..

Pictures at weddings or any life changing event are vital, but taking pictures at a wedding will of course not be a simple focus and shoot job on an iphone. And as I have never dealt with this I started asking and looking around. One of the things that baffled me was the tariffs most photographers have. Paying a photographer 1200 euro’s for 6 hours work just makes me squeal! Maybe even more annoying is the fact that out of the 800 pictures taken you only receive 250 or so, which mostly are edited photo’s. But still, what is the photographer doing with those remaining 550 pictures, I as a customer do not receive? Delete them probably, or maybe some other sinister perverted activity in his/her dark room? Either way I have tried using some of my connections with family and friends and might be on to a good candidate. Just waiting for her offer and hoping the price is right 🙂

With a very tight timeline and organisation I first had to tackle the dilemma of fitting in our wedding shoot during the wedding or before the ceremony and the guests arrive. Our wedding is scheduled to start at 3pm.
So my initial idea was to have the photoshoot with ‘bride and groom’ around noon at a different location that could cater us both with good and bad weather, both inside and outside. Easier said than done of course. That would give us about 2 hours to get the shoot done.
However my fiancee is quite opposed to this because she would prefer to not have me see her before the actual ceremony. Bless her. I told her I would still start crying when she comes walking down the aisle even if we did the shoot before the ceremony. Crying ahum..

On that subject let me just clarify something about men in general. We are NOT all suffering from the same afflictions like: not showing emotions, being horny 24/7, talking about our emotions and acting macho around our women. I happen to be one of them that does express his feelings and emotions, the horny topic ‘uhm’ well let’s not go there. There might be kids reading this. So the other day I was at my physiotherapist for some back problems and we were talking about looks, body weight and other insecurities and I guess I was opening up a bit. Upon which he then said: Jeez Marcel, you are a big guy, but you are a bit of a softie inside aren’t you?


Enough sidetracking. I have now spoken to 2-3 photographers who have all suggested to do the photoshoot before the ceremony (ofcourse they get more money per hour) but it would give us more time, less stress and we would not have leave our wedding in between. I mean we cannot let guests stare at a wedding cake for 2 hours right?  I mean it is going to be an emotional day, but even the wedding cake will be in tiers. (get it? tiers as in layers, instead of tears) (bad joke pause)


So folks help me out here. I have conjured up some ideas with regards to the photoshoot and thought I would share them with you. Let me know what your pick(s) would be! Just like the locations which I am also still looking for, but for those I might have three good candidates. More on that next time once I know more about locations and photographer.

No.1 Chuck Norris is my name!!


No.2 Just stand a wee bit over here!


No.3 Don’t talk with your mouth full love!


No.4 What’s for supper?


No.5 Beauty and the Beast


So there you have it! I believe I would like to include numbers 1, 2, 4 and 5. My fiancee would probably want to divorce me on the same day if I suggest number 3! (time for Benny Hill expressions again)


Just like the locations which I am also still looking for, but for those I might have three good candidates. More on that next time once I know more about locations and photographer. Thanks for tuning in again and see you next time as I continue to count down the days in discombobulation towards this utterly soul destroying task of wedding planning. No dear, I love you and I cannot wait to get married. Deep down I am smiling and full of joy…. 🙂