You know how every wedding has a glich? We had to drive round the block twice (twice up Constitution Hill) because, being a Tuesday, the organist forgot there was a wedding. She eventually turned up – in her slippers – and she didn’t have the music ready so I walked the aisle in silence. Hubert paced it very well. Felt a bit weird though. The bride wore a gown of white lace, a broad smile and carried a Bible and Roses.
The Bridesmaid wore claret. The wind whistled around Terrace Rd United Reformed Church but later the sun shone on the bride 🙂
The reception was at The Water’s Edge Hotel in the Mumbles, Swansea and we stay there the night because we were catching the Balmoral to Ilfracombe the following day. That is another story.
Not a large wedding but they lived happily ever after.
Okay they were happy most of the time for the next 30 years – what do you want – a miracle?
I don’t have it any more – just the photos and memories.