When it comes to big expensive weddings, I’m no April fool

On Fools’ Day, Róisín Meaney recalls her childhood dreams of fancy nuptials. But in these times of once-worn dresses, four-tier cakes and chair ribbons, she has more sense. And money...

WHEN I was young and foolish, I loved being invited to weddings. From the announcement by the happy couple, my pals and I were on a mission to buy new frocks and whatnots.

Having survived the hen party (just), we’d doll ourselves up and head to the church to check out the other style, dab our eyes at the sight of the bride, and fling confetti all over the grounds.