And so we came to the third family wedding of the summer when my beautiful step-daughter Kirsty got married. In the space of two months we have travelled from Greece to Cambridge and Cambridge again for two very different and unique weddings and now we were at the local church for a wonderful traditional wedding with a bride resplendent in a beautiful beaded dress and veil. There were also many handsome men in kilts!
Her Dad was quite rightly very proud indeed.
The sun shone and the day was as perfect as Kirsty and Adrian had planned.
Our grandson Logan thoroughly enjoyed himself and was happy all day long.
The bridesmaids... and the flowers were beautiful.
Even if Logan decided to pull his Daddy's flower off to add to his Mummy's bouquet!
The cake, even if I say so myself, turned out well and possibly even exceeded my expectations. Three separate layers, a traditional Victoria sponge, a lemon drizzle and a gin and tonic cake built into a towering construction with layers of roses in between.
And I even finished my dress in time too...
Which more by luck than judgement fitted really well.
So there we are, three weddings, each completely different but each absolutely wonderful in their own unique way. Fabulous happy days to remember... although it's not quite over yet. Next weekend we are heading up to Dundee for a ceremony and a blessing in repeat of this weekend's celebrations for family in Scotland who couldn't make it down south. More dancing, drinking and men in kilts await us I believe!
With three weddings and five different celebrations this is not a summer we are going to forget in a hurry. I'm worried it's going to seem a bit quiet in the coming months.