Ok, so I’ve been sat here staring at my computer screen for too many minutes now, wondering how to start the first post-wedding blog post that basically says:
We got married on Saturday and it was, quite simply, the most AMAZING day of our lives.
Oh wait, that does it! Actually no, without exclamation marks I don’t think it comes across strongly enough…
We got MARRIED on Saturday and it was, quite simply, THE MOST AMAAAAAAAAAAYZING DAY OF OUR LIVES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Uttersons, it was perfection. As you may remember, it poured with rain all week in the lead-up, but as Paul and I woke up on Saturday (and I got to lean over and whisper ‘we’re getting married today’ as you know I wanted to), I saw these beams of beautiful sunlight filtering through the cracks in the shutters and I knew it was going to be a good day. The sun stayed out for pretty much the whole day, and despite it definitely being a bit chilly the orchard looked just glorious. One of my strongest memories of the day is looking around and seeing everyone relaxing on the grass; sunglasses on, drink in hand, ribbons blowing in the breeze, with laughter and love filling the air. It was beautiful.
Teeny tiny things ‘went wrong’. There was a bit of trouble with the ceremony music meaning my bridesmaids and I walked in way too early, and Paul and I walked out to nothing but whoops and cheers (not a problem!). The heater that we’d hired last minute stopped working halfway through the day, and the band were so brilliant they kept blowing the power (minor details- it only took a simple switch to turn the party back on again.) Oh, and looking back at a few photos we’ve seen I don’t think the up-lighters behind the bar were ever turned on.
BUT ALL OF THE ABOVE IS IRRELEVANT.
Our ceremony was a twinkly, colourful, laughter-filled dream, the venue and setting went down a storm, the barn was turned around swiftly and looked SENSATIONAL (if I say so myself), Paul and I smooched all through our personal portraits, the food was delicious, the speeches were personal and funny, the band were BRILLIANT (we started dancing during their sound check and didn’t stop for four hours), the cake table was heaving, the pizza van was a hit, the polaroid guestbook got filled (and is our favourite memento of the whole day so far), and Paul and I got lifted up and carried round the dance floor during the final number of ‘Love Is In The Air’.
Best. Day. Ever.
I want to go in to sooooo much more detail. I want to tell you how much alcohol we got through (erm… and how much we didn’t- we way overbought). I want to tell you more about our brilliant suppliers. I want to tell you about the lovely morning I had getting ready with my bridesmaids and how the rest of the day panned out from my point of view…
…But not today. The last couple of days have been a whirlwind of de-rigging, packing up, loading, unloading, unpacking, sorting, taking things back and de-briefing/blowing our own trumpets with various friends and family. Tomorrow Paul and I are heading down to a beautiful little hotel near Hastings for a couple of days away, and then it’s back to work for me on Saturday.
I’m so sad it’s over, but so happy to have experienced a day like we did. Weddings rock.
We can’t wait to see more!
Oodles of love,
Mrs H xxx