SHEâD planned the best day of her life, with no expense spared on her big gypsy wedding. But the reality ended up far different for Dimples McPhee. She discharged herself from hospital three days after she was slashed, to marry her fiance John Connor, she told the court. Terrified the love of her life would desert her upon discovering the reality of her scarring, desperate Dimples went through âthe wedding from hellâ. She had no honeymoon or party and spent her wedding night lying on the sofa in her mum and dadâs house. She told the court: âI discharged myself on Sunday as I didnât think my husband would want to marry a woman whoâd been scarred for life. âI got married on the Monday â the day the police phoned me to say Philomena had been released from custody. âI would describe my wedding as the wedding from hell. My dad wanted me to wait but said: âIâm not stopping you. Get married if you want to.â âI couldnât wear my corset tight on my wedding day because the blood from a cut was seeping through. It was very, very sore. âI couldnât get a reception. I put my dress on and the cameramen were filming me and I had to tell them to stop as I was in so much pain and couldnât take it. I just wanted to get married because I was in fear that my husband wouldnât want to marry me. âThe priest had to say my full name â which is Anne Teresa Philomena McPhee â so I had to hear her (the accused Philomena Doherty) name throughout my wedding. âWhat was meant to be the happiest day turned out to be the most horrible, horrible, horrible day of my life. âAfter the wedding, I went to mum and dadâs and just went for a sleep because I was so tired and sore.â Dimples told the court her father Billy âworked all his life to pay for his oldest daughterâs weddingâ. (A likely tale) They had ordered cakes at a cost of £2100, table and chair covers at £600, a £227 pair of wedding shoes and a five-star hotel in Edinburgh. âDad didnât care about losing his money because he just didnât want to bury his daughter,â she added. Her mother Anne told the court: âIt was going to be a big wedding â hopefully a nice wedding. âMy husband was paying. We had booked a castle in Edinburgh for over 200 guests. âWe wanted to give her a nice wedding day, my first daughter. âWe eventually just had to give wedding cake away to our neighbours. âShe had hundreds of stitches in her face. She had to be taken out of her dress during the wedding. âShe remembers this for all the wrong reasons. âEveryone says to her, âYou made the papers for being the Scottish slash bride, not for the big, fat gypsy wedding.â âIt was supposed to be the happiest day of her life but it was nearly a funeral instead.â
