After much anxiety with a partial collapse of the church in March followed by endless rain in April and early May the day of our wedding dawned on the 19th May ... and it was dry. The planning paid off and it seemed that everyone had the most tremendous day celebrating our long awaited nuptials. It was so lovely to be able to walk from the farmhouse to the church and after a quite wonderful service, including a low level flypast from Spitfires - who had been on show for the Queen - during the final hymn, the congregation processed down church path, past the house and across the ridge and furrow grassfield (after a short welly stop) to the marquee. Tom Dolby was our caterer and made the most of our home grazed lamb and rhubarb from the veg garden (and some friendly neighbours). The church and marquee looked stunning with flowers arranged by our friend Andrea Marr and her mother. We left at 11.30pm and dancing and partying carried on for some hours (fuelled by locally produced Cromwell Cider and two barrels of local real ale). By all accounts there were a lot of sore heads the next morning, what a lovely day!
