After a long day of boozing, a meeting was held in the conservatory at Casa Uborka, at which the Gammidgys and the DotNus discussed a number of important matters including, but not limited to, the following.
We tried and failed to answer these questions:
- What is it for?
- What does it do?
- Is it relevant in these times?
- Is there a suitable alternative that gives similar legal protection to all parties, and/or makes a public statement about commitment?
We had no wish to denigrate marriage or those who have chosen it, but to figure out what would work for us. Should it be a legal document drawn up by a solicitor setting out what happens in the event of splitting up? A pre-nup without the nup, as it were. Should it be a private moment between two people, or a massive party with all the traditional trimmings? Can it somehow be both of these things? Is a civil partnership a viable alternative, or is that a contract set out by the government, which the government could change at any time without consulting us? We neglected to consider handfasting.
And when we woke up in the morning, Anna and Bobbie had announced their engagement, on which we congratulate them, because we’re not mean, and because people declaring love and good intentions towards one another is undoubtedly a happy thing. We just can’t figure out if or how or why to formalise it ourselves.
2. Official Marital Status
We then went on to notice that both Miss Gammidgy and I had adopted our male team-member’s internet alias, with irony of course. And then we wondered heavily about her use of Miss and mine of Mrs. And then her male team-member asserted that feminists only used Ms because they weren’t man enough to claim Mr for their very own. This was an interesting point. And then Pete tried to rub ointment on Mike’s head, and shortly after (it was 2am) they left.
3. Other matters of interest
But we had been drinking since noon, and can’t remember any of them.