Bloggers leg. That;s what I have been suffering from. Sometimes life gets in the way and all must stop. Well it did but it is starting again. And how.
Last weekend my dear pal Dynamite got herself hitched, wedded, betrothed and what a do it was.
She looked absolutely beautiful and radiated happiness and this is the biggest photo I have so use your imagination.
There is something incredibly moving about attending a wedding where both parties are getting married for the first time and neither are in the first flush of youth. Och yes there wasn’t a dry seat in the house – proof the guests are not in the first flush of youth either. In fact there were so many gay men and menopausal women in attendance there was a virtual tsunami of tears as the vows were taken.
The sun shone down from a cloudless sky and we all toasted their happiness in the grounds of Prestonfield. Perfect.
Anne Smith – currently on tour as Subos Mum in the stage production of her life an old old pal of Dynamites sang Sunshine on Leith by The Proclaimers. A lovely song but the lyrics were so apt we were all off again.
Here’s a wee reminder if you haven’t heard it for a while it really is a beautiful song…..
When the bride and groom walked in for the wedding meal it was to Que Sera Sera by Doris Day and the whole place joined in with the resounding chorus as they made their way to the top table. Wonderful food, speeches and then hours of dancing courtesy of Lenny Love performances by Grant Stott and John Wood amongst others (not including the one who shall remain nameless who cannoned off the stage landing on her now burst ankle and no it wasn’t me). The meeting of friends and relatives from all over the world all happy as happy can be made it an absolutely top day.
Unlike the next morning as you can well imagine. Hmmmmn.