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You know many of my stories and my favourite uncle that was taken from us, was my first choice as the dress designer and maker, but in his gentle manner took the back seat and let his older brother take centre stage, much rivalry there as they were both super talented. So Rulov and I quietly agreed we'd avoid high drama and the older more eccentric uncle was commissioned with the task. Bought the fabric in Joburg and came down 2 weeks before the wedding to make not only my dress, but also the bridesmaid and 2 flower girls AND make the bouquets!
Any other mother would have had a hissy fit, but Mom knew her brother would pull it off, working into the wee hours though!
Glad I could put all those stories into this one blog š
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'nuff said! And brave. I might not have been so gracious.
That was a tall order in 2 weeks. My father did all the flowers for a wedding in early 1976 - that was a mission and a half. He said he'd never do it again - looking at me... When my time came, he wasn't around, so he was spared. Because I would have asked...