Last weekend was a big, happy one for our family. One of my six lovely nieces was married at a beautiful old church in Kent, with a rocking reception in the village hall.
It was a triumph of creativity, individuality and joy. Handmade paper flowers, hand-drawn orders of service, bright pink and red dresses for the bridesmaids, fish and chips for dinner, a particularly nice prosecco flowing freely, a five-layer cake baked by the groom, the bride's father's jazz playing in the background, speeches so funny and touching that a lot of mascara was also flowing freely.
A warm and personal occasion, perfect for the couple and family involved. When I shared my album of photographs on social media, many people commented "lovely photographs, especially because of the lovely people in them". So true.