Your Comments Imaginary Story:Add for others to get inspired. Helena first proposed to me by her attractive smile and posture of fairy to invite me in my imagination at my work place and I met her casually amongst her class friends in nursing training in the hospital casualty department . It was ‘love at first sight’ because I had a dream girl image in my head as I used to build up a picture from my regular visits to Cinema. Once I met her in the canteen giggling with close friends on a dining table, she casually came to my side with a piece of cake, saying “ I like you for some reason, Can I share my birthday cake with you, you can join me here for a lunch soon’. I encouraged her with a smile saying I’m Somru by the way, call me Sumu.” I made jokes to capture her heart straightaway as she was just right for me to converse and share everything. She shared a passionate kiss in my flat one summer afternoon and we came close once I awarded her my prestige- embrace with a ruby necklace around her neck that was shining on her fair complexed skin. That photograph I took at that moment in my portable camera created a memorable bond between us immediately, she then surrendered herself completely. We had this ready made understanding that we are now inseparable in spite of differences in family back ground, financial worry or career promotion thoughts. I felt to encourage her but wait and see whether she was my love of life or a passing one night stand of serious intimacy. From the beginning I was mesmerized and I had other things on my mind too than just solidify my relationship with an Irish woman I hardly knew. She asked me to meet me in my residence for months and I continued to turn her proposal of flat sharing as we both worked in hospital.. She finally made her move by asking my likings to go out for a cinema on a Bond film. My purpose was to know her closely and converse hand in hand to enjoy and share a bucket of pop corn. At the end of the film we both changed and I called her with my given name as Jasmine which she accepted. In fact she also said “You can call me honey too” We went for a canal side walk away from the town centre with hot chicken and chips bought from ‘take-away ‘shop. I had many discussions then of her likings and future aspirations and to run the family as a couple. Her face was glowing with joy and we had so much in common that I had no hesitation to think that she was the girl for me. I dated Jasmine for six months; she used to come to my flat alternate weekends to share her thoughts and physical needs whenever I was free. I went to meet her parents in a village only ten miles away by bus and had dinner there. They were very happy to know that my sister got engaged to an Irish boy too only a month ago. They had other daughter to think as well as she got married only three months ago to an Egyptian Radiologist of my hospital. Once her parents agreed, Jasmine and me got engaged in a small party with my doctor friends in my town. I had to delay my ceremony for a year as I was busy in appearing and passing my Surgical Fellowship degree in the University. I passed in flying colours and wanted Helena to share my life with every day and night. She was trying to get a permanent staff nurse job in Newcastle but my need was more important. She stopped moving away from me and wanted my full time house wife, till otherwise. I wanted to get married, but I never imagined that it would be a fairy tale like our story.. We liked to watch football matches on the television screen, specially whenever Manchester United team played.. This time we went to Manchester United ground to watch, went to the third row of the Team Stadium. In the half time when the team was already winning Helena’s proposal came up on the big giant screen. She kneeled down and proposed “ Will you marry me?” I shouted “ Yes, Indeed” Suddenly the whole thing was on the giant TV screen, all arranged by her step brother who was a TV producer in London’s BBC.. For the coming few months I was busy sorting out my new flat in Nottinghill Gate, London when my rich parents came from Abu Dhabi to meet us and thus we got our blessing. Mostly a seal of approval was due to console Helena’s mind that I was genuine for her and my family will accept her totally. After meeting my parents Helena cooked special meal for our heart’s content as they refused to go an expensive restaurant and I decided to make anhomely atmosphere before the year ends.. We thought that time has come to settle the date for our marriage . Now was the best time to arrange the date and necessary arrangement for our wedding. We started living together and invited her brother to arrange the best party reception in Summer next year. There will a number of guests from Ireland, India and Middle East and they will need proper invitation a few months notice. We got very excited and she hardly had any disagreement except changing a new bed which she wanted as a wedding gift from her parents. She was getting prettier by the day, so simple in her life style and caring that my eyes would not go away from her face any minute of our lives. I was ecstatic by the prospect that Helena is going to be mine and even few years ago I never have guessed an angel like her will be possible to get by any cost.. I bought her a diamond ring , given to me by my parents in November with her name engraved in it! Now any one can notice that Helena is truly engaged and I’m part or other half of her life! I never guessed that next year we will be in the Church in West Minister to get married and then share my life with Helena every day, my Jasmine my tasty honey.

Guys, this is a must. We all have that one family member who wants to give too much help. It maybe be, and usually is Aunt something. When it comes to pictures this is something you may need to clarify before the big day, otherwise the day of the wedding and the receptions she would jump into wedding coordinator mode and make a lot of people uncomfortable.

Scott- Apologies for the delayed response! (The Wedding Chick is lightening-fast with answers - ask her anything & everything). We respectfully suggest that you deal with this problem yourself. You're paying your photog to capture amazing photos of your Big Day, not to play Bad Cop for you in an awkward situation. Perhaps you can make most of the photos "family" or "wedding party" only, and let your sister know ahead of time. Then maybe do one photo to include your sister's boyfriend just to make all happy. Hope that helps! Cheers