I’ll have a quickie thanks…

A 30-something gal I know recently met a British fellow on holidays in Australia. They had three blissfully days snogging, drinking and shagging, then he popped off back to England to get on with his real life. We thought the case was closed, but the next thing we heard, she was packing her bags for a three week trip to Old Blighty. When she got back – she was engaged. Six weeks after she met him. Six weeks.
Now, that’s great news for singles who think they’re never going to get hitched. Take heart. If you get your skates on, you could actually be saying ‘I do' before the year is out. But, seriously, as excited as I am for my racing-to-the-alter-as-we-speak friend, do quickie marriages actually work? Once the chemical lust stuff has worn off, will you be left with some bloke you hardly know?
Personally, I would love to be so sure about a person after a few weeks that I could happily pledge the rest of my life to them. But, truthfully, I’d like to take a good look at their living habits first – do they leave the toilet seat up? Do they know how to use a washing machine? Do they think putting bread in a toaster is cooking? Hell, call me crazy, but I’d even like to meet a few of their friends and family before I’m whisked off for dress fittings and menu tastings.
On the other hand, maybe these fast vows are just as likely to succeed as the drawn-out, 10 year courtships that seems to be the Gen X norm. My aunt and uncle got hitched after a few weeks together and they’re still going strong – 35 years later. Still, there’s always a train-wreck to put you off...anyone remember the name of that bloke that Britney said I do to in Vegas? Does she I wonder?

Tell me: Would you do a quickie marriage? Do they work?