Does anyone not have a wedding this weekend? Certain friends of mine have upwards of ten weddings this summer. Calculate in stag and hen nights and the requisite bridal showers and that's every summer weekend gone.

The problem is, they are becoming the same. Think back to the last few weddings you went to. Diamond solitaire on platinum ring. Check. Strapless ivory dress. Check. Bridesmaids in mint, chocolate, black or pink. Check. Everything "tasteful". Check.

Seems we aren't the only ones to notice. A new book out of the States bemoans the "Bridezilla" culture that's infected both our shores; the disease that is causing women to spend upwards of £30,000 for six hours of pure stress. Rebecca Mead's "One Perfect Day" should be requisite reading material for the newly engaged couple.

All these postcard perfect weddings really make me nostalgic for the weddings I went to as a kid. When there was miles of taffeta, tulle and glittery hairspray. Where people got properly drunk and made seriously inappropriate remarks during the speeches. When dancing the Funky Chicken, then YMCA, with your granny, was the highlight of the night.

A friend from home has just decided, in light of her groom's heritage, that the theme for her wedding is "party-down Polish-style". The reception will be held at the Polish Hall, there'll be an Eighties cover band, which, appropriately, features an accordion. I can't tell you how excited I am for this event.