Damian most definately met his match with Gary and the friendly banter was flowing throughout the day. Mostly with Jo giving gary that dissaproving look she excercises so regularly. We think its the years in the Fire Service that's sharpened his wit! We could tell that the day was going to be special when we visited Woodthorpe Hall for the first time and Dick (the owner) got his home made cider out for us to try. Damian can testify that Magners it is not, and caution needed to be taken when approaching the nuclear strength apple juice. We dread to think how much of Dick's supplies got downed on the day, but a gaggle of thirsty firefighters needs volume!
The ceremony took place in the lovely St Bartholomew’s church in Old Whittington, then moved onto a BIG marquee in the grounds of Woodthorpe Hall.
Gary had raised the Canadian flag in honour of Jo and her family and we think this prompted the longest and most emotional father's speech we've heard in a long time. Yes, Damian cried! He also cried when Gary read Jo a poem he'd written specially for the wedding. Then Jo cried, then everyone cried. there was lots of crying going on!
Fuelled by the magnificent cider, Jo threw her bouquet and Gary ended up throwing his dress uniform cap. The music started and the celebrating went on well after we'd left for home.
Days like this remind us of what's important in life and its about celebrating what you have and less about what you could have, if only.....
Thankd for allowing us the share your celebration. It was a truly stunning day.