I found this old photo in the attic the other day when I was looking for something - I still have that ball gown wrapped up in my wardrobe. Memories of when Paul and I were young and looking forward to our lives together.
Today we are celebrating our wedding anniversary. Thirty seven years ago we quietly got married in a registry office in Salisbury, before flying off to Brussels for a weekend honeymoon. I’m not sure why we picked Brussels, I think Bruges would have been more romantic. I remember the weather was dull and damp and then I got food poisoning so it wasn’t the best of starts to our marriage. Since then we have had a lot of fun and laughter in our lives, blessed with two beautiful daughters and many happy memories.
Our village pub, The Crown, is re-opening soon; we would have gone out for a meal today if it had been open. We briefly considered going to Cleethorpes for fish and chips on the pier but quickly decided against that. So we are eating at home - mussels in cream and garlic with a glass of sparkly for lunch, rib of beef with truffle jus (courtesy of M&S) for dinner tonight.
I’m a lucky girl.
|Paul prepared the table, including the rose petals and candle!|