Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Saturday, 20 June 2015

Wedding at Wasdale

The day of the wedding began damp and drizzly, the clouds only lifting as our minibus climbed up to the Low Wood Hall Hotel in Wasdale, a charmingly restored Victorian residence, where the LGH reunion (see yesterday) swelled to seven (including a prospective groom) and where we were immediately issued with an orchid buttonhole, a bag of pot-pourri confetti, and an itinerary for the day which duly unfolded in a relaxed informal way to include: welcoming snacks of sandwiches and cake served with a glass of Prosecco laced with hibiscus flower; live music from a string quartet and then a harpist; the two-groom ceremony itself followed confetti showers, bubbles, the release of white dove balloons, and photographs (now thankfully on a bright, sunny, late afternoon with stunning views from the terrace over the rhododendrons to Scafell peak); more Prosecco, this time accompanied by cake, scones and helpings from a bespoke three-tier (chocolate mint, jelly baby, chocolate orange) ice-cream tower; a buffet meal of sides of salmon and noisettes of lamb followed by strawberries and cream, or cheese from another tiered stack; and finally, much later, fireworks which coincided with the arrival of our return taxi at the conclusion of a wonderful wedding that wore its ten hour duration lightly while providing a delightful setting for the latest LGH get-together.

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