My brother and his now wife pulled off a dreamlike wedding yesterday in the middle of the Berkshire countryside.
A stunning setting, a forest lit up in flood lights, glitter balls, silver chandeliers, fairy lights, swings, photo booth, dancing, fire pits, smoke bombs, great food, too much booze, four DJ sets, an audience of cows, wellington boots, golf buggies and an awesome show-stealing best man’s speech symbolized a magnificent wedding day that was nearly all held outside.
It’s been a long and tiring week back in the UK and tonight squirrelled away in a hotel at Gatwick with the World Cup for company I will sleep in a different bed for the 6th night, but I will sleep well.
There has been emotions of every kind this week but as I finished off my speech yesterday with a toast, I asked glasses to be raised to these very symbolic words…. “Live, laugh, love and be happy.”