Today I have been coming down to earth after a heavenly wedding and reception. Our DD looked so young and fragile (she is 30 but is forever being ID's in pubs and supermarkets!) but we were just the proudest and happiest parents imaginable. DH was fine throughout the ceremony although had to have a sit down after photographs and while we were waiting for cars outside, and through most of the reception - the speech went very well raising a laugh and a little tear - but we baled out a little after 11 which was a shame as I getting into my stride!
After breakfast with the new Mr and Mrs, our fellow parents of the happy couple and our eldest DD and SIL, we went back to the reception venue - an art gallery /studio in Hackney to help with the clearing up and DH sat quietly in a corner. Unfortunately he did not feel well enough to stay on in London where the others were planning on going to lunch in Isington with all the bridesmaids, partners, helpers etc, so we drove home with a huge bouquet for me from DD and SIL with the same flowers she had in her bouquet - so the car smelled wonderful.
I know I am biased, but it was all absolutely beautiful - very stylish (boxes of mixed herbs on the tables instead of flowers- lavender, hyssop, mint, curry plant, rosemary - grown specially by a friend) wonderful natural arrangements of roses and eucalyptus leaves and hydrangeas, again all done by a friend and the studio ceiling and walls festooned with our 200+ m of gingham bunting!!Just a lovely mix of informal with an arty edge, if you know what I mean!
Isn't it a let down afterwards? You will all know how I feel, but such happy memories and huge relief that NOTHING (not even the weather) went wrong!