Child bearing hips of mine may have gotten the better of me. After Saturday morning trawling the lingerie sections of the city centre department stores, I found the foundation layer, as my genteel mother puts it, I needed for my beautiful wedding dress. All I needed now was some alterations and I would truly be the bride of the year.
However it turned out that it wasn’t that I was too short for the dress but that my hips were too broad and I was knocking the thing all off kilter. It was all I could do to stop myself from crying. But I managed it and asked the very nice alteration lady to do what she could and after that we would move to plan B. Watch this space…

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