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Yes, it might have been that price once upon a day.
It isn't that now and according to himself it wasn't that when we got hitched.
I should've got a receipt......then at least I could have got the money back.:)

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It is somewhere in the region of £70 to get hitched in a Register Office now......some charge even more than that.

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I was mugged then back in 91! Cost me 75 Quid! Shocking & I'm still paying now! :eek: :D

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It was seven shillings and sixpence for a dog licence(it had been five bob at one time).....puts the price of a marriage licence in the shade......seven and six for a wedding...seven and six to keep a hound!

looking back it might have been less trouble to get a dog(?)

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Yes but it's easier to train a man than a dog, Margaret!

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No.....I don't think so...unless of course you want to train it to fit a plug or change a tap washer.
I have been trying to train mine for nearly half a century......and I still haven't got it quite right.
Just when I think he has 'got it'...he brings me BEEF suet when I asked for the vegetable kind.......and what is more...clearly told him NOt to get BEEF suet!

I know you think I am being too hard on him.....but he is still here and certainly doesn't look oined(Mick will verify this...I hope).

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I believe in law, the vender, (Vicar in this case), does not have to refund the original purchase price if the goods have been used, ;););).

Your's, (with tongue in cheek), Taddy.

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It was a registrar...does that still count? :)
Anyway, you couldn't get much for seventeen and six today!
All experience has to be paid for doesn't it?

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Sorry Marge, I meant to post that I liked your comment, what did I do wrong?

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Nothing at all taddy.......your 'like' has been registered.
And your post made me chuckle.

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It would have been less trouble getting a dog. Max obeys me.

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It’s so long since that I can’t remember what ours cost. I would have been happy with the Registry Office (less fuss) but we got married in a church to please my mum. His nibs hadn’t been christened and as he didn’t want anything to go wrong on the day – like the church roof falling in or a last minute hitch - he asked to be ‘done’ even though it wasn’t really necessary. At the vicar’s suggestion I was his godmother so it was that he was born in Church (as in the town) and married his godmother!

Hasn’t done a thing for him….

By the way, our honeymoon was in Morecambe and we went there by bus.

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I felt very sorry for him on THE day as he was shaking and pale and I thought he was suffering from nerves, it wasn’t until later that I found out he was pale and shaking because he had a massive hangover from his bachelor ‘do’ the night before. (He's had plenty of those since - hangovers that is, not bachelor do's).

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Himself has asked me many times over the years, to get married in church...the big flash do that we didn't have at the time.
Each time I have refused. I have told him it just isn't my thing.....I never wanted the big event, the fancy meringue frock and flowers.....I just wanted to get hitched to my man.

A big flash do doesn't ensure that you stay together, or that you will be happier....and I have always been able to think of so many thing that I could do with the money it would cost....so not really a romantic...but a realist.
If we both survive(I take nothing for granted) until October next year we will have been married for half a century.

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My hubby and I were married in a chapel attached to a nice restaurant. We didn't want a religious ceremony, but I did want some bells and whistles. An acquaintance (who claimed to be a minister of sorts) agreed to marry us incorporating our own philosophy and vows. To my consternation he showed up on the day wearing a weird homespun floor length white robe - very quasi-Christian and hippi-dippi. He also took it upon himself to recite one of his awful poems. Two years later I noticed that my wallet sized certificate to prove that I was married hadn't arrived. I contacted the authorities only to discover that I'd been living o'er the brush for those two years - the beggar hadn't bothered to register our marriage! It took a visit to a notary public and several hoops jumped through before I could rectify the situation :)