Best Man Speech Examples, Ideas and How to End Yours

Good evening, everyone. For those who don’t know me, I’m Tomasz. I’ve had the pleasure of knowing Kieran for 11 years, ever since we turned up, fresh-faced and clueless, for the first day of our electrical apprenticeship in Leeds. Our friendship was forged in confusion, specifically when the foreman sent us to fetch a ‘long weight’ from the stores, and we stood there like a pair of mugs for twenty minutes before realising it was just a wind-up. Since then, I’ve had the honour—and sometimes the headache—of sharing a flat with Kieran for four years.

If I had to describe Kieran, I’d say he’s the bloke who always shows up, no matter what. He’s the mate who’ll drive two hours to help move a sofa and then won’t take a penny for petrol, even if you offer. He’s also, and I say this with love, the most competitive person you will ever meet. To this day, my eight-year-old niece holds the family record for making Kieran sulk, all because she beat him at Connect Four.

When Meera first came onto the scene, I met her during a pub quiz. She was on the rival team, and I was immediately impressed. Before Kieran even finished reading out a question about Eurovision winners, Meera had already blurted out the answer. Kieran spent the rest of the evening doing his best detective work, trying to find out her name. I liked her instantly, mostly because she didn’t let him win a single round. Clearly, she knew what she was in for.

Living with Kieran, I saw plenty of his ‘can-do’ spirit, sometimes with mixed results. When we moved out of our flat, he insisted he could get a double mattress down three flights of stairs “using physics.” Let’s just say the mattress got wedged so tight in the stairwell that Mrs. Hughes from downstairs had to climb over it with her shopping. Kieran still claims the physics was sound, but I think Mrs. Hughes would disagree.

But I’ve seen a real change in Kieran since he met Meera. The man who once lived on beans on toast now cooks a proper chicken biryani—under strict supervision from Meera’s mum, of course. He actually replies to texts. And, perhaps most impressively, he owns cushions now. The Kieran I knew in our flat would have considered that a sign of weakness.

What’s clear is that Meera and Kieran bring out the best in each other. Meera keeps Kieran organised, and he makes her laugh, especially when work gets stressful. They both care deeply for their families, never missing those Sunday dinners—one week at his mum’s for a roast, the next at hers for dinner. It’s a simple thing, but it says a lot about who they are together.

I’d like to thank Raj and Sunita for hosting us and for the incredible food, the bridesmaids for keeping everything running smoothly, and everyone who’s travelled from Leicester, Glasgow, and beyond to be here today.

So here’s my advice: never give up those Sunday dinners. And Kieran, for the sake of marital harmony, let Meera win at Connect Four every now and then. (Raise your glass) To Kieran and Meera—may your life together be full of laughter, good food, and just the right amount of friendly competition. Cheers!

Hi everyone, I’m Jordan, Curtis’s son and, as of today, his best man. Dad asked me to do this at the backyard barbecue where he and Lena announced their engagement, right as he handed me the most burnt hot dog I’ve ever seen. If that’s not a metaphor for fatherhood, I don’t know what is.

For those who don’t know my dad, he’s a retired high school chemistry teacher who owns at least eleven fleece vests—one for every occasion, apparently. He also believes all of life’s problems can be solved with a roll of duct tape and a good YouTube tutorial. Whether that includes writing a best man speech, I guess we’re about to find out.

I’ll never forget when Lena came over for her first family dinner. She beat Dad at Scrabble—using the word “quixotic,” of all things. I had honestly never seen my dad lose at anything and look that happy about it, and that’s when I knew she was special.

Since meeting Lena, my dad has changed in ways I still can’t believe. Before, his idea of a wild night was a trip to the hardware store. Now he goes salsa dancing on Thursdays and sends me texts full of emojis that I’m still not sure he understands.

And of course, there was the week he planned to propose. He called me eleven times in a single afternoon to ask, “Can a ring be too sparkly?” Spoiler alert: it can’t, but apparently, you can overthink it.

Lena and Dad are such a great team. Lena, you help him try new things—and Dad, you make sure she never misses a flight. Together, you balance each other perfectly.

So here’s my wish for you both: keep dancing on Thursdays. And Lena, if Dad ever offers to fix something with duct tape, please, just call a professional. (Raise your glass) To Curtis and Lena!