My Wedding Tiara — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

My Wedding Tiara — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth



Gerry and Noreen (Regan) Tyers. April 29, 1961 At the Church we were married. Trinity Anglican , on Cameron and Bank Streets in Ottawa. Photo Noreen Tyers



                               My Wedding Tiara


My beautiful little tiara I wore on my wedding day

Was used by my daughter, when as a child a princess she did play.

I’d retrieved this little tiara and placed it back on the shelf

Then one day when I was cleaning, there it was again all by itself.

So once again I retrieved it and wrapped it in a cloth to be put away

Now this time, I hid it oh so carefully and there in the hat box it seemed to stay.

When my daughter decided to marry she thought again of this little tiara so fair


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Teri (Tyers) and Blair White Wedding Oct 9/99 Camp Merrywood on the Rideau



She felt once again like a princess and included it in her own wedding plans with care.

Apart came my little tiara with it’s shiny beads all askew

Don’t worry she said for in jig time it will appear once again just like new.

Some pearls were added to the stones of this beautiful little tiara to be worn on her Wedding day

Once again it was used by my precious loving daughter at her very own special time we pray.

How important it is to keep treasures and collect your own special thoughts

For you know my dear wonderful memories like this just never can be bought.

These tiny beads are now left over from your very own beautiful Wedding head piece.

Put them away in a safe place for some day a daughter may use them with her very own wedding fleece.

February 2001 From the Pen of Noreen


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Some more wedding Trivia from my collection of Wedding Trivia
Garters originated in the 17th century as silk sashes tied below the bride’s knee, which were removed by the groomsmen and worn in their hats. Other garters might be fancifully decorated with blue ribbon symbolizing constancy. They would be part of a bride’s trousseau filled with such a frothery assortment of lingerie and linen, perhaps embroidered and sewn by her own hand, to be taken to her new home.

Why does the bride carry a handkerchief? Not all brides do, but if you choose to, it will be a lucky sign. Early farmers thought a bride’s wedding-day tears were lucky and brought rain for their crops.–With Love ❦ Handcrafted by Noreen

In days gone by the Bridal Hankie was put away after the wedding day to be turned into a Christening bonnet for the first born Child

❧❦❧ A Bridal Hankie

A little hankie I edged for you In each stitch I planted a few

A wish for happiness, a wish for health

Please don’t forget to look after your wealth

This hankie may be used when sad and maybe a little blue

But most of all I want happy tears and keep the sad ones few

Carry this hankie on your wedding day

Then put it away and take it out on a joyful Christening day

With Love ❦ Handcrafted by Noreen

Come and visit the Lanark County Genealogical Society Facebook page– what’s there? Cool old photos–and lots of things interesting to read. Also check out The Tales of Carleton Place and The Tales of Almonte

Information where you can buy all Linda Seccaspina’s books-You can also read Linda in The Townships Sun andScreamin’ Mamas (USA)


About lindaseccaspina

Linda Knight Seccaspina was born in Cowansville, Quebec about the same time as the wheel was invented and the first time she realized she could tell a tale was when she got caught passing her smutty stories around in Grade 7 at CHS by Mrs. Blinn. When Derek "Wheels" Wheeler from Degrassi Jr. High died in 2010, Linda wrote her own obituary. Some people said she should think about a career in writing obituaries. Before she laid her fingers to a keyboard, Linda owned the eclectic store Flash Cadilac and Savannah Devilles in Ottawa from 1976-1996. After writing for years about things that she cared about or pissed her off she finally found her calling. Is it sex drugs and rock n' roll you might ask? No, it is history. Seeing that her very first boyfriend in Grade 5 (who she won a Twist contest with in the 60s) is the head of the Brome Misissiquoi Historical Society and also specializes in local history back in Quebec, she finds that quite funny. She writes every single day and is also a columnist for Hometown News and Screamin's Mamas. She is a volunteer for the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum, an admin for the Lanark County Genealogical Society Facebook page, and a local guest speaker. She has been now labelled an historian by the locals which in her mind is wrong. You see she will never be like the iconic local Lanark County historian Howard Morton Brown, nor like famed local writer Mary Cook. She proudly calls herself The National Enquirer Historical writer of Lanark County, and that she can live with. Linda has been called the most stubborn woman in Lanark County, and has requested her ashes to be distributed in any Casino parking lot as close to any Wheel of Fortune machine as you can get. But since she wrote her obituary, most people assume she's already dead. Linda has published six books, "Menopausal Woman From the Corn," "Cowansville High Misremembered," "Naked Yoga, Twinkies and Celebrities," "Cancer Calls Collect," "The Tilted Kilt-Vintage Whispers of Carleton Place," and "Flashbacks of Little Miss Flash Cadilac." All are available at Amazon in paperback and Kindle. Linda's books are for sale on Amazon or at Wisteria · 62 Bridge Street · Carleton Place, Ottawa, Canada, and at the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum · 267 Edmund Street · Carleton Place, Ottawa, Canada--Appleton Museum-Mississippi Textile Mill and Mill Street Books and Heritage House Museum and The Artists Loft in Smith Falls.

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