Oooh I Love a Good Wedding Me

I lean more to being a hermit than I do to being a socialite these days, but spending time with friends and family on a summers afternoon with a glass of champagne in my hand is right up my street.

I can only imagine just how much effort and planning has gone into this wonderful wedding, no doubt blood, sweat and tears and I am honoured to be invited to witness their commitment and love to one another on their special day.

In a bid to make an effort I’ve had my hair cut, pedicure and manicure and I’ve even bought a new frock. One of those floaty ones where you don’t have to hold your tummy in all day and I can stretch my arms without ripping the back of my dress.

Pip has a new suit and looks rather dashing in it, but if you could have heard us squabbling last week whilst trying to get him to try it on you would have thought he was in physical pain! Pip is at that age where he really isn’t interested in clothes and would quite happily wear his old shorts, dirty t -shirt and a pair of crocs. I suppose in his defence, short of taking his rucksack with him it is like wearing the restrictions of a school uniform on a weekend.

So here’s to the happy couple, they met at school but went their separate ways and even with life’s twists and turns the stars aligned and their paths crossed again never to be broken.

Don’t you just love a happy ending? 💗