And just like that, we are married!
We had such a wonderful time. The set-up day was exhausting but I felt so loved as my friends laid tables, painted signs, carried heavy boxes and did a million other tasks just for us. The rain held off until well after dinner. My bridesmaids looked gorgeous. The speeches were heartfelt, yet hilarious (there wasn’t a dry eye in the marquee by the time Mr V finished his). The bouncy castle was a huge, huge success. We forgot to cut the cake until after half the guests had left, but it didn’t matter. My groom wore a three-piece tweed suit and we both wore green shoes (by chance!). Everyone loved the ceilidh and danced their little hearts out. There were just enough babies to be passed around for cuddles. I had made the perfect amount of bunting and it looked great. My brother’s puppy caused small pockets of mayhem at the reception. Our tiny flower girl niece walked down the aisle with my best friend. My husband carried me over the threshold that evening. The next day we were sent off with tin cans on the car and had two glorious weeks in sunny Italy for our honeymoon.
There will be more about all of this, in time, when the photographs come in and there is more to share.
Right now I am still feeling so loved, so spoilt, so blessed. This has been an incredible season of my life, and I keep telling myself that the wedding is just the beginning of what I intend to be a long and happy marriage.