Didn’t We Have a Lovely Day ………

Pics = The wedded couple, one of the fake waiters with Brian, Brian and that great speech, el best man and Gaynor

Some weddings are grand affairs, some are drunken brawls , some are draughty whilst others are just a bit odd . Sometimes they are really expensive and others barely scarping the barrel. Some are quick affairs and some can be just a bit boring but some can be like Gaynor’s and Brian’s wedding - the perfect wedding for perfect couple ( ok I made the last bit up no ones perfect!) . Their wedding was perfection itself. From the “off the wall” photographer to the little sticks of Brighton Rock on our tables . From the fake waiters who fooled everyone to the friends and family who sang in the evening on the “open mike“. From how Gaynor looked (fantastic) to Brian’s speech which was both witty, funny and heart-warming - it was for me the most honest speech I think I have ever heard. From the venue in trendy and cool Brighton to the Ceroc dance lesson for us in the evening . From the lovely lady registrar who tried to get Brian to marry Miss Evans instead of Miss Williams to the charming lady who sang songs with here ukulele in the reception (www.sharonlewis.net) aned to the wonderful food we ate .
It was without doubt a lovely lovely lovely day (and evening) . It was the sort of day I would like to pack into a carton and tie it up with ribbons and when those joyless days come ( as they do for us all sometimes) I would get it out , untie the ribbon and let that day out to perform in front of me in 3D to remind me how very special it all can be sometimes. It was a lonbg way to come from Buenos Aires but I would not have missed it for the world.

Thanks you my very very special lovely friends for inviting me to be your best man it was both a privilege and an honour

This is David Cummings alias The English Gaucho writing this with a big smile on my face .

Its Nice Day for a White Wedding

Brian our brave groom on the start of the stag day and night. Its the go- carting stag night championship - ummm Calvin won!!!


Well at least I hope it is on Saturday 17th Oct 09 since I am now in the UK for a visit leaving La Margarita in the capable hands of my great team while I am here.

Let me explain. The last time I was in the UK it was to be the best man at my very best friends Gaynor and Brian’s wedding. All plans had been made and the only thing was to book the venue - small detail. Sadly it did happen because the venue my friends wanted wasn’t available. So back I went to BA clutching my best suit and tie and thinking that it will at least give me time to learn the speech better.
But this time its all in place, apart from me learning the speech that is! The venue is booked (a great hotel in Brighton) brides maids are kitted out , the table plan finished and the stag night has been celebrated without losing Brian for a week or two.
Saturday 17th Oct is the day and I want to say a public bloggy “I wish you, my best mates a fantastic day for you both “ and big thank you for making me your best man.

This is David Cummings alias the English Gaucho of to learn my speech!!
Hasta la Vista

We Plough the Fields and Scatter etc etc etc etc……..

Funny when we sung that hymn at school it meant zilch to me. Being a London lad there didn’t seem too many places we could plough the fields and scatter not unless you count my great grans flowers pots hanging over the railways lines of the two up two down she lived in backing onto the Junction in Clapham.

Now since I have owned La Margarita it’s all starting to make perfect sense to me. No doubt about it Argentina is a hard country to try and make money in. Its just not a consistent country - plans hard made can fly out the window because the Government decided to move the goalposts yet again. However, as my friend Mario in Tapalque has constantly said to me “David there is only one way to make money in this country and that is yep you guessed it plough the fields and scatter”. And that is just what we, with Mario as our advisor and investor are doing. Just take a look at the picture (and the link for the little video of me joy riding in Mario’s tractor)- I agree it all may seem pretty boring just a load of land being ploughed. But Mario says that next April it will be like a gold mine. We are planting soya all 500 acres of it – all we have to pray for is rain so fingers crossed. My old gran would, I am, sure be proud of me

This is David Cummings alias the English Gaucho of to make sure the tractor is still working and Mario has enough mate (Argentine traditional drink)

Hasta Pronto y saludos
David