Back in 1964, Fiance and myself said we did not want an elaborate, synagogue wedding. Dad was quite happy and told us that he had a special account which was there for this and he would give this money towards a deposit on a house. Great.
My Darling Mum, just looked at me and said 'I must do what is best for me BUT, ever since my birth she had so looked forward to seeing me in a wedding dress etc.etc.........
We had a big wedding!!!
My Fiancee's Mum was a widow, so my Dad paid for everything and also included her in the wording on the silver embossed invitations. When these were sent out (by post), each also had an addressed, stamped card for people to return saying if they were accepting the invite or not.
Back then, in English, Jewish working class circles it was more normal for just cash to be given as wedding pressies, we did get the toasters, etc at our engagement party.
I must say I absolutely loved my wedding day, so pleased that we did go with it. Started in the morning at home with neighbours etc being invited in , buffet food and drink laid out - me sitting on white sheet covered settee. Then off to Synagogue and from there to hall. Line up of parents/grandparents/bride and groom to welcome each guest as they arrived. A sit down five course meal (still have the menu in my wedding album). Back then it was normal amongst caterers to ask guests for 'tips' at end of such meals, and my Dad insisted on NOT having this and paid an extra charge to prevent it.
In the evening part, more guests would be invited for the dance, and also quite lavish sit-down tea that was served.
First thing hubbie and I did when we arrived at our overnight honeymoon hotel was to open all the envelopes he had been given and count up the money. Following day we had out in Central London and then returned to the house we were going to make our home for the next seven years.
Great times.