ou may have heard the names but who are the faces and what are the stories behind them? Here
we bring light into their shady pasts . . .
Chris & Cam
The Best Men
- Laurent Lefebvre
- Alex Williams
- Ivan Seminerio
The Bridesmaids
- Marie-Anne Rouvery
- Anne Dooh-Priso
- Eloise Dougere
- Clarisse Dubois
In the following sections we will give a brief introduction to each of them and also our Dubois and Jones
family members . . .
The Best Men
Laurent Lefebvre
This intrepid Belgian deserted his home shores to invade the wine regions of Bordeaux
and impart the wisdom of the hops and the yeast to the stubborn French sommeliers.
Now two years after quitting his job and converting his garage into a
Belgian Beer microbrewery and going it alone the boy's finally coming good and is now branching out
into cask ale!!
I first met him in Belgium via Cam and his (extremely understanding) wife Gaelle
and we immediately hit it off by getting totally wasted and debating everything and anything to put
the world to rights.
We have kept up the tradition and can regularly be found underneath the Bordeax night sky happily
merry and debating such gems as whether a person's character is gained via genetics or experience
and which cheese can float the longest in his swimming pool
Enjoy his beer at the wedding and visit his website at
Alienor if you would like to know more about it or give him a contract.
Alex Williams
Yes, I've known him since I was five, yes, we have been together in every class at
primary and secondary school, yes we played together for Syston RFC until I left to make my fortune
on the continent and yes he is awesome . . ladies and gentlemen Mr Alex Williams.
So many of my memories feature Alex and I always know that I will have a smile on my face, a beer in
my hand and a good night ahead of us when we go out.
Many a wild,crazy and impromptu night has arisen with Alex and the rugby boys that haven't
always looked that intelligent in the light of day (smoke tent anyone?) but were guaranteed to be fun
(during)!
Will be found later on in the night (after the open bar) complaining about how I blew out the candles on
his birthday cake when we were six . .it happened, get over it !!
Do not try and match this man for drinks!
Ivan Seminerio
What can be said of a man from Italian parentage who speaks/writes fluent Italian,
visits Italy for every holiday and then studies Italian studies at university to get a free Erasmus
year in Italy? Genius or lazy g*t? You can make up your mind when you meet him
but I know what I suspect . . .
I was cast by fates' die to be in the room next to this Italian Stallion (well less stallion . . more
pit
pony) during my first year at the halls of residence and I immediately took a disliking to him as he
incessantly played Stone Roses - "I am the resurrection" at an ear bleeding volume for the first two
weeks I was there. Yes, we're in Manchester, yes, I agree it is a good song but being forced to live
next door to a university student cliche approaches the patience limit quite fast.
After a month of ignoring him I actually spoke to him and found that firstly he was a student cliche but
secondly that he was actually a lot of fun and very easy to talk to and a superb friend was found.
We travelled together during and after university where we went to St Ettiene in France because it
sounded cool and chic and we had heard of the football team . . . it was neither cool nor chic but it
inspired an excellent impromptu trip where we just wandered from place to place (anywhere but St
Ettiene)
by train to explore the east of France.
I also spent quite a few memorable summers and New Year eves in Italy/Sicily
travelling by ferry, train and vespa being spoilt rotten by his overly generous relations and
celebrating
New Year on the beach in Naples where I made lots of friends though I'm not sure they were as happy
meeting me. These experiences have now become one of my benchmarks to what constitutes a magical
holiday.
He's still a lazy g*t though . . .
The Bridesmaids
Marie-Anne Rouvery
I met Marie-Anne 15 years ago (or when I was 15, it’s the same).
After one year chatting and gossiping in her room at boarding shool, we were unfortunately separated. We yet did not stop visiting each other. In Caen, Paris, Brussels (because she worships Chris’ fry up), and even at the Bier Fest, Marie-Anne is the same, always (although a little different at the Beer fest) ;-).
Genuine and generous, always with the same smile, she is my pretty Marie-Anne. She is and will be. That’s why she’s my bridemaid.
She did not play wisely though…she might give birth the day of the wedding…let’s be ready !
Anne Dooh-Priso
I met Anne Do at my business school in Lille.
She was my unofficial flatmate as, as usual, I always came to her place in Lille. Even though she is not very very tea neither chewing gium (privtae joke, don’t try to understand) she is a kick ass consulant.
More seriously, and despite the fact that I promised not to be too cheesy on the website, Anne Do (in reality she is called Anne-Emmanuelle) is also a real friend, generous, curious, funny and careful. She always agreed, without compplaining (or almost) to come with me to eat a Menu number 65. And that is what I call friendship ;-)
Anne will always ask lots of questions, but this is normal
But… how silly am I ? Of course Jean-Paul you know Anne !
Eloise Dougere
I met Eloise at the EDHEC Business School
I invaded her house also, during a whole year.
Eloise is a kind of wonderwoman. Real humanist, she spent couple of months in the Philippines and in Pakistan, trying to help those people who are in it, really in it. She the same all the time, wherever, superb listener, a generous Wonderwoman !
Fresh, funny and dynamic, she is now the mum of a beautiful Arthaud
Clarisse Dubois
Clarisse, well, she is my sister.
She is a bit the humanization of perfection. And she is even not annoying. That’s annoying ! Expat’ in Senegal with her two little cutties Jojo and Basilou and my brother in law Laurent, she is in love with Africa. She is also a writer (you can buy her book – co-written with Laurent – Rafiki – on Amazon ;-) and a famous family trip organizer (Chris loooves her excel sheets !)
One of these pillars that makes you moving forward, she always has the right words, words that remain.
Anyway, my sister
The Family Jones
Cath and Bill Jones
Chris' parents so these are the people that you have to blame for the end
result. Cath hails from
Liverpool
while Bill comes from
Belfast as witnessed by all my friends who never understood a word he was saying when he gave us
lifts
to
rugby/swimming practice.
Not descended from Smurfs as the photo implies but my middle brother who is
into all sports
(especially
football) and lame jokes. It is immediately
obvious that he is my brother when you see his six pack and toned figure though luckily I got all
the
looks.
Daniel Jones
The bathroom baby (ask him the story) likes flower arranging, musicals and
David
Cassidy. Has recently left
the navy where he was chasing
Somalian pirates to ask them to politely stop being such a nuisance and is now thrust into the real
world
once again.
The Family Dubois
FX and Beatrice Dubois
Great nurse and wood lover, my parents Betty and FX fortunately accepted the arrival of an English person in the family. They will be happy to share their joy (because finally they are happy about it) with you on 14th July !
A Formula 1 superstar who tirelessy works in the back to make the drivers look good.
More Air Miles than
I have hair (so that at least five then) if you manage to catch him while he's not jetting around you'll
find him either in London or Paris living the life of a high roller.
Clarisse has her own page as she's one of the bridesmaids so we are not going to spend valuable space
going over the same details so in summary - Senegal,Laurent,Two Kids,Awesome. Et Voila!