Weddings take place in a variety of locations these days and for Paula Moore, daughter of Rotherham manager Ronnie, the local church clearly will not do.
"Can you believe where she's getting married?" he asks, the pride visible on his face despite the wisecracks. "A bloody castle! How she came up with that idea is just unbelievable. She must think I'm J R Ewing. "Our Paula knows the score though. She rules the roost in that relationship - of that there is no doubt."
As Moore takes his annual break from ruling the roost at Millmoor he is unsure of what else the summer holds other than giving away his daughter in a luxurious location. But there is no doubt his family will be the number one priority when he returns from a trip to the Greek islands to reward a team who have done him proud this season. "We are taking the lads to Zante for a week and then I'm going away with the missus, although we've not booked anything yet," he said.
The holiday could be seen as a way of 'sweetening up' wife Viv, who on the morning of this interview had to step into the breach after Ronnie's penchant for a spot of occasional over-indulgence led to him reneging on a domestic arrangement. He attended Rotherham rugby union club's presentation night to celebrate them winning their league and the evening went on much longer than he - or Viv - had anticipated.
"I'm in trouble with the missus because she had to drop Scott (their nine-year-old son) off at school when I said I'd do it," he explained at his home in the rolling hills of South Yorkshire, just outside Rotherham.
"It's a good job you're here because there would have been fireworks otherwise."
Yet Ronnie is in remarkably high spirits for a man who did not get to bed until 3am and thankfully, when Viv returns from the school run, a raised eyebrow and a shake of the head is the only punishment he receives. But Moore could never be accused of putting his work or his own socialising before his family, for whom he ensures he makes plenty of time at the weekend.
On Friday nights when Rotherham do not have an away game in the south, Moore, his assistant and good friend John Breckin and their wives visit the King William pub. "They know who we are there and look after us very well," he says.
Sunday nights are Ronnie and Viv's time alone together and they like to eat out as a couple while Viv's mother looks after Scott, whom Ronnie will have spent the afternoon watching play for Rotherham's Academy of Excellence.
Scott is showing glimpses that, like Moore's 26-year-old Burnley striker son Ian, he could make a living from football. But Ronnie refuses to force football onto his son unless, like Ian, he asks his dad to help improve his game. For the time being, Moore is happy to let Scott savour all the new experiences that come with growing up. He says: "I'd love Scott to be a footballer but we are not pushing him. He's a bright lad so at the moment his education is the big thing for me. He's also getting into all kinds of sports now and really enjoys playing golf and pool. I think he'll go on to achieve lots in life."
Yet you get the distinct impression Ronnie feels that, with football management such an all-consuming job, he does not see as much of his young son as he would like. "Normally when I get home during the week it's time for bed.We seldom have days off," he explains. "It's one of the big sacrifices myself and my family have made. Sometimes when I walk through the door I don't think Scott even recognises me."
That should be put right over the next few weeks when Moore may also have time to enjoy one of his other interests, horse racing, but even when on vacation he will continue to liaise with Breckin, who will take charge of Millmoor matters. "You want to relax, and the only way I can relax is to make between 1pm and 2pm football time," he says. "But after two weeks you start missing it again. It's like a drug."
While Moore has earned a reputation for being one of England's shrewdest managers with his achievements over the years, there is no doubt his 30-year marriage to Viv outweighs them all.
Shortly after failing to land a scholarship with Everton, Ronnie met his wife when he was a butcher in a cash-and-carry near Huyton, Liverpool. Viv worked in the factory next door and soon caughtMoore's eye.
"I asked her out and she turned me down because she was going out with someone else, so I got a right custard pie in my face at first," he smiled. But Ronnie's determination to succeed again shone through and the pair married in their teens.
The insecurity of football management means either dismissal or a new job offer could be just around the corner and Viv has learned to adjust accordingly. "She's been brilliant with that side of things," Ronnie says. "Viv knows what football is about and the life that comes with it.
"There's nothing worse than uprooting. I know a lot of players and managers get a place somewhere and travel home at weekends, but that's not for me and it's no good for a family life either."
Ronnie's 50th birthday was earlier this year and he has been Rotherham manager since May 1997.
He has an enviable spirit towards anything life throws at him, which is clearly epitomised by his team, who are short of superstars but big in heart. It is difficult to imagine Ronnie Moore without football in his life and that is a feeling replicated by the man himself.
The idea of retiring with just his memories does not appeal and Moore's hands-on style to management suggests Sir Bobby Robson's lead - still enjoying management at the age of 70 - could be followed.
"While I'm enjoying it, I'll continue to manage," he insists. "At the end of the day, football has become a way of life and it's what you do afterwards that's the big thing. Do you live in the country or do you go abroad? I don't fancy either - not for a long time."
And what about Viv? Would she not mind you dictating from the dugout in your 70s? "Being married to woman is a bit like owning a puppy isn't it?" he proclaims, well out of his wife's earshot. "You have to train them up when they are young and teach them how football works."
As if on cue,Viv puts her head around the door and wants to know if he has mentioned their daughter's forthcoming wedding. "Yes dear, anything for you," he replies, desperately trying to get back into her good books.
For all Ronnie's strength of character, perhaps Paula is not the only woman in the Moore family ruling the roost.
