I can see quite a large order coming on...
Martians!
I forgot to add an additional "Oh, dear..." to the front of my original message.
(Just a couple of figures I thought, just to see if this VSF thing is as much fun as everyone says. Soon-to-be-Mrs-JollyBob is going to kill me. This'll be her special wedding shoes money... )
Darth Bob,
Just use one of your recently acquired Jedi skills, the Mind trick should work. "Those arent the shoes you are looking for..."
She's probably got too many pairs of shoes anyway, just tell her to wear a pair of sandals as nobody will see them under the dress anyways.
Alternatively,
Total the cost of her ensemble for the day (dress, shoes, hairdo, skimpies, makup etc. etc.) and add in that of the bridesmaids to get
A (the cost of what she wants)
Do the same for your ensemble (dry-clean of work suit, polish for shoes, new tie) and add in that of the best man's to get
B (the cost of what you want)
Take
A from
B to get
C, the difference in costs.
Divide
C by 10 to get
D, 10 percent of the cost difference - hereafter referred to as
'the prize'Then . . .
Have a conversation with the soon-to-be-Mrs-JollyBob about marriage being a sharing relatinship, where everything is shared equally - best done in a subtle manner over supper.
Wait a day or two.
Then . . .
Casually recall the 'sharing' conversation and nonchalantly present your workings out to the soon-to-be-Mrs-JollyBob.
Talk about her getting what she wanted, how lovelly it is and how great she's going to look. Mention figure
A, then mention the difference (
C) and explain that you haven't quite got everything you want. Then stress that you're a reasonable bloke, and even though you're really, REALLY committed to sharing everything equally, you think it's unreasonable to take that much money (
C) from your joint account, especially as the outstanding things you want don't cost anywhere near that much.
At this point the soon-to-be-Mrs-JollyBob should be feeling a tad guilty so it's time to go for 'the prize'. If there is any indication here that the soon-to-be-Mrs-JollyBob isn't feeling a tad guilty,
abort at this point! If the conditions look favourable, suggest to the soon-to-be-Mrs-JollyBob that you'd be more than happy, in fact over-the-moon, with a MERE TENGTH of the difference. Quietly meniton figure
D, "the prize".
And that's it! I recon you'll net somewhere in the reqion of 50 to 80 quid to spend on toys!
Assuming When it works, get me another pack of the Naval Boarding Party will you please.
Dr De'Ath
(with too much spare time on his hands, waiting for the traffic to clear before going home)