Reasons why getting married in church is just SO last year

Talking about married life, here's me performing one of my new poems 'Pickle Aisle Bride' recently.  I posted an early version of the poem on the blog a few weeks ago - it has evolved!

Sure, I've got 3 minutes to watch Fran perform a poem about getting married in a supermarket

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  1. Steve26/5/12 01:07

    As if the supermarkets weren't stealing enough business as it is!

    I'd have married you in the bread aisle... cos you're the best thing since sliced bread. ;-)

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  2. Martin26/5/12 03:04

    You're a 'natural', Fran. In comedy, you've either got it, or you waste a lot of time trying to convince others that it really is in there, somewhere. You have definitely got it, and I wish you every success.

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  3. SmitoniusAndSonata26/5/12 03:15

    Brilliant !! But I've just discovered if I laugh too much , I end up with a stitch .

    And now I'm off to the supermarket , doubled over , and sure to bring home something in vinegar .

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    1. Fran Hill26/5/12 03:42

      Don't get in a pickle. Thanks for watching!

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  4. martine26/5/12 03:27

    Fabulous, and we loved Doreen and the Empty Nest too. Never knew there was a poetry club in Chipping Campden, feel so deprived, we used to live in Moreton in Marsh.
    much love
    martine

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    1. Fran Hill26/5/12 04:00

      Hi Martine - The evening the Pickle Aisle Bride was filmed was part of the Chipping Campden Literature Festival Fringe. Creative Cows also run a regular comedy club. It's definitely a 'happening scene' I think is the way to describe it. Thanks for watching the videos.

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  5. Pam 26/5/12 06:13

    You have such fabulous comic timing and you look so young! Smooth skin, no double chin - ah, my lost youth.

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  6. Fran Hill26/5/12 06:29

    Look so young! No double chin! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ... oops, slipped a disc laughing.

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  7. Crayon26/5/12 08:57

    Again, so fun to "see" you, Fran! Definitely forwarding to my punny uncle!

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  8. Debbie Coope26/5/12 09:14

    What a star, Fran. I loved the additional verses. It got funnier, and I agree, you are a natural.

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    1. Fran Hill27/5/12 05:18

      Thank you, kind sir. Oops, kind lady.

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  9. Janie Junebug26/5/12 11:08

    If I'd married in the pickle aisle, perhaps I would have gotten divorced sooner or not married at all. I hate pickles and won't eat them. I'm also not too fond of Dr. X. With pickles all around, I would have run, and now I'd be having fun with a sugar cookie man from the bakery. My "serious" poems are such a bore compared to you and yours.

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. Fran Hill27/5/12 05:19

      The world needs serious poets too, Janie, and I do a bit of that myself. You can't have everyone being trivial and shallow ...

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  10. wide eyed27/5/12 01:30

    I like this poem a lot - it has much appeal to my sense of humour. I blame my pun-full father.

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    1. Fran Hill27/5/12 05:21

      Thanks, wide eyed! Glad you enjoyed it. Pun-full fathers should be honoured for passing on joie de vivre, in my opinion.

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