Bride
Jodie the bride, with a gin in her hand, Planning her wedding, a dream to expand. Dancing with joy, and a smile so bright, Soon Jodie Lovell, her future in sight.
Groom
Harry, the groom from bold Bristol town, In Thatchers Gold, he’ll gladly drown. He loves a good banter and a cheeky dance, Slut-droppin’ low when he gets the chance!
Mother of the Bride
Gill, mother of the bride, with a glass of wine, Dancing to Motown, feeling divine. Her amazing laugh fills the air with cheer, Glamorous and stylish, with fashion so clear.
Father of the Bride
Kevin, proud father, with Guinness in hand, Watching his daughter, as dreams expand. On the golf course, he swings with ease, Madness, Baggy Trousers playing, as he takes the lead.
Mother of the Groom
Caroline will strut in a glam wedding fit, Cracking sharp jokes with her trademarked wit. Jet-setter at heart, but she'll pause her way, To toast to the love on that magical day!
Father of the Groom
Dave, father of the groom, with golf in his soul, A gin or whiskey, his drink to console. On the green he swings, with passion and might, Proud of his son, as the big day feels right.
Maid of Honor
Sian, the maid of honour, Jodie’s best friend, Partner in crime, through thick and thin to the end. With a gin in her hand and Fetty Wap’s beat, She’ll tear up the dancefloor with Crocs on her feet!
Best Man
Dan, the best man, Harry’s closest mate, Met at Cadets, their bond was first rate. A doctor by day, at 6'8" so tall, He’ll drink anything wet, and have fun with it all!
Bridesmaid
Jemma, the bridesmaid, so stunning and true, Jodie’s first best friend, and sister too. Prosecco in hand, she's ready to cheer, The life of the party when the dancing is near!
Groomsman
Groomsman James, the joker of the crew, Quick with the banter and a bold point of view. “Cheese in your burger, mate?” said with a grin, Not Turkish, but still brings the spice from within.
Bridesmaid
Harper, our niece, so glamorous and true, A stunning fashionista in all that she’ll do. With style and grace, she’s always on cue, Jodie’s little bestie, their bond strong and true.
Flower Girl
Brooke, our niece, so bold and so bright, With big brown eyes that sparkle with light. Headstrong and funny, a beautiful spark, Harry wrapped round her little finger, right from the start.
Groomsman
Callum, the youngest, the butt of each joke, Rolls his eyes every time the lads poke. Loves a good moan, it’s part of his way, But deep down he's buzzing for Harry’s big day!
Groomsman
Ash, the groomsman, Jodie’s brother-in-law, Always cracking a joke, with laughter to draw. A Thatchers Blood Orange, his drink of choice, Bringing fun and laughter, with every rejoice.