Oops I just published this post with no more than the title….so here goes with some actual, albeit very garbled no doubt, text.
We had a wonderful time at my big/wee cousin Al’s wedding (Ali is about 6ft 4in – so he’s a tall chap, but he’s still my wee cousin). He’s always referred to as Wee Al by my family. It was so good to see him marrying Chris and it was such a happy day. Hampshire is really pretty and was very hot. Lovely.
We spent Friday night with very good friends who live in Portsmouth. We had fun catching up with them and our kids and their two get on very well. We spent Saturday morning down near the beach catching crabs and fish and playing in the new park. My three were stripped down to their pants and had a whale of a time in the water sprinklers…….our friends’ kids thought they were a bit weird for being so enthusiastic about the heat and water… their mum explained to them ‘they’re Scottish and they do strange things’! Not sure if that’s really the reason for their wild behaviour but I guess it might have something to do with their tolerance of cold.
All five of us changing in my youngest brother Donald’s hotel room, alongside Donald and the best man (thanks Don and E) who were in a rush to get on with best man and ushering duties, worked surprisingly well but when I looked at the photos I realised that in the mayhem I must have forgotten to brush my hair – oops! John’s bowtie broke at the last minute, mum produced a sewing kit so I could sew him into it, but Don had a spare bowtie and saved John’s neck from needle attack.
Then off to the wedding (kids in clean dry pants as well as smart clothes!). They were married in the little village church that Chris grew up attending. I managed my reading without any major hiccups and Nat, Al’s big sister, gave her reading so well. She really put her heart and soul into it.
Angus fell in the burn that ran along the village green, outside the church, not once but twice. And do you know what? It’s not really surprising. That’s just him. I’m always quite thankful, in a distorted kind of way, when he comes home from school with a bump note (and it happens most weeks) – at least he hurts himself when other people look after him too and not just when I’m supposed to be taking care of him.
Sadly, I don’t think I should post any photos of Al and Chris because I haven’t asked them so I’ve included a few of us and the kids. They sooooo enjoyed the elderflower cordial in big people glasses.
Things felt a bit flat on Sunday and Monday after all the excitement and anticipation but we’re back into the normal swing of things again…..and I’m going to be working away at the pininc blanket tomorrow.