Wedding in Carlisle
I went to an amazing wedding last Friday in Carlisle. It was the marriage of Stevie Brown to Laura, a lovely girl he had met at University.
It was strange seeing Steve - the best friend of my brother Charlie since he was 11 years old - getting hitched!!
I tried to break up the journey somewhat(!) and so travelled all the way up from London after a meeting at the Strand to the lovely countryside of Staffordshire and stayed overnight with my godfather. It was a good excuse to catch up with David and have a brilliant meal with his family to celebrate his daughter's birthday.
The following morning I headed on towards Scotland and Hadrian's wall, my namesake! Initially, I was driving under a blanket of clouds, expecting the weather to remain the same for the wedding (or get worst!). But as I neared the Lancaster junction, the clouds slowly disappeared, leaving a gorgeous blue sky. It was a brilliant drive, especially with the Cumbrian hills pressed up alongside the motorway.
I made it to the lovely and very sunny Carlisle in good time and met all my family in a coffee cafe in town along with Molly, Charlie's girlfriend. Charlie of course was nowhere to be seen, he was busily preparing the groom for the big day and perfecting his best man's speech.
The church ceremony went really well and the reception afterwards was fantastic, we drove several miles outside Carlisle into the countryside to arrive at a lovely hotel. Pimms was handed out upon arrival and the next few hours were spent sitting out on the grass listening to live jazz and catching up with old friends.
Charlie's best man's speech was really good, he had obviously put a lot of effort into it and it all worked out really well. Although, I think that he had cut out a fair portion!!! But Steve didn't get away with it all, as every story was told about Steve's infamous antics when his parents were away, and I think that was the first that they had heard of it!!
So I think Steve has some explaining to do, but perhaps only when he returns from his honeymoon!
It was a job well done!
It was strange seeing Steve - the best friend of my brother Charlie since he was 11 years old - getting hitched!!
I tried to break up the journey somewhat(!) and so travelled all the way up from London after a meeting at the Strand to the lovely countryside of Staffordshire and stayed overnight with my godfather. It was a good excuse to catch up with David and have a brilliant meal with his family to celebrate his daughter's birthday.
The following morning I headed on towards Scotland and Hadrian's wall, my namesake! Initially, I was driving under a blanket of clouds, expecting the weather to remain the same for the wedding (or get worst!). But as I neared the Lancaster junction, the clouds slowly disappeared, leaving a gorgeous blue sky. It was a brilliant drive, especially with the Cumbrian hills pressed up alongside the motorway.
I made it to the lovely and very sunny Carlisle in good time and met all my family in a coffee cafe in town along with Molly, Charlie's girlfriend. Charlie of course was nowhere to be seen, he was busily preparing the groom for the big day and perfecting his best man's speech.
The church ceremony went really well and the reception afterwards was fantastic, we drove several miles outside Carlisle into the countryside to arrive at a lovely hotel. Pimms was handed out upon arrival and the next few hours were spent sitting out on the grass listening to live jazz and catching up with old friends.
Charlie's best man's speech was really good, he had obviously put a lot of effort into it and it all worked out really well. Although, I think that he had cut out a fair portion!!! But Steve didn't get away with it all, as every story was told about Steve's infamous antics when his parents were away, and I think that was the first that they had heard of it!!
So I think Steve has some explaining to do, but perhaps only when he returns from his honeymoon!
It was a job well done!
posted by Adrian at 10:35 am
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