Well, this final recap of the wedding has been a while in coming. Just 3 months after the last one! I left you after the ceremony when we had had our photos taken in the university. When I wrote it we didn’t have the photos from Mirrorbox yet but obviously we do now. This is one of the only ones we have of us outdoors since the weather was so miserable! It didn't matter on the day at all though.
After the photos we got in our white taxi over to the hotel for the reception. The driver stopped just along from the uni to open a bottle of champagne for us and we had a lovely 25 minute journey together. Sometimes traffic isn’t so bad after all. We heard afterwards the bridesmaids and best men had stopped en route to get refills for their hipflasks!
Clearly the hotel had seen the weather outside, anticipated people would be cold and cranked the heating up until it was absolutely boiling when we arrived. We spent a bit of time chatting to people and having a drink, a few family group photos on the stairs, then all of a sudden it was time to have our dinner.
We waited outside the room while the top table went in. R and I were getting asked a question about the cake cutting so weren’t paying attention, which meant we only found out later that our parents and wedding party had done an impromptu conga into the room!
After some excellent (and mercifully not overly long) speeches featuring secret envelopes and a selection of hats, we ate our meal. All those tales of brides not eating anything, not me. I ate every course – leek and potato soup, chicken with haggis, sticky toffee pudding, tea and biscuits – everything!
Our first dance (Roddy Woomble – My Secret Is My Silence) and the first few ceilidh dances all went down brilliantly but we still had a surprise for everyone. At around 9 the band announced they were taking a short break, intro music and bright lights, and Elvis appeared!
R had wanted an Elvis impersonator since we’d first started planning and we managed to keep it a secret from everyone. We were a bit worried about how well he’d go down and for the first song we had to start off the dancing. However, R says that a couple of songs later, he was at the bar and looked into the room to see a full dancefloor and knew it was going to be ok.
Like everyone always says, before we knew it the day was over and people were coming up to say goodbye. I felt like all I did was speak to people but at the same time I hardly saw anyone. It was a brilliant day and so nice to have everyone together in one room. I wasn’t sure how I was going to feel after the wedding was over. I definitely didn’t have post-wedding blues and I’m glad that we have our life back after planning. I look at the photos now and really like seeing them but I feel like I’m over the wedding and don’t want to dwell. I’m happy enjoying married life without having this big event to mastermind!