Up to Titchmarsh for Judith and Steve’s wedding. Being the lovely housewife I am I had dinner ready to go when Ed got home, yummy carbonara. Grabbed our stuff and we were off. Once in Titchmarsh we ended up in the teapot room. Across the road for a quick drinkee and the yummiest fish & chips.
Saturday and it was all on. Off to Judith’s to see the blushing bride-to-be, photograph some flowers, watch people running around… ya know, the norm. Then me, Ed and Denham were off to the church to drop off flowers and do the ribbons. Who woulda thought it would take so long?!
Then to the reception venue to set the cake up and make some last minute adjustments to the previously crushed cake.
The actual wedding was great. Nice church, good weather, cute kids. The canapés were yummy but I didn’t make it to the main course. Drinking a glass on Baileys on an empty stomach tends to leave you feeling lightheaded. A quick lie down and I was thankful for the hog roast later on in the night.
A night of dancing with children and chatting with grown ups and general frivolity. I must say, having kids at weddings is great! When you want lollies from the lolly jar you just have to grab a kid and they’re more than happy to run and get them for you!
A few drunken antics (not mine) and the night was over.
That was the last of the three summer weddings in three weeks and not one of them rained out. A modern day British miracle.