Last Wednesday evening I made a whirlwind trip to the Scottish countryside to help my dear childhood friend Sara celebrate her marriage. I am now back home, feeling very whirled and very winded and very excited about taking David and the kids back there as soon as we can swing it.
Above you can see James, the groom, helping their son Ben into his kilt for the ceremony. I may have been a bit of a party-pooper but I suggested to James that Ben not go commando. I had visions of him inadvertently flashing the congregation in the very proper Episcopal church.
Below you can see my little god-daughter Jennifer, also known as Woozy, in the backseat of the 1936 Bentley we rode in to the ceremony. I felt like someone in an Agatha Christie novel in that car, bumping along the winding country roads. Luckily, no one was killed either at the ceremony or at the reception. Sara was following with her mum, Lindy, in an antique Rolls Royce, I believe, and Woozy spent most of the drive standing up in the backseat, waving frantically out the back window at her mother and grandmother. It made Sara laugh all the way to the church, which is a very good state to be in when you arrive to get married. I know it's not the usual course of things to have your children before you get married but I must say it made the wedding a whole lot more fun.
Below is Sara the day after the wedding, showing some of the guests their latest project. Among many other things, Sara and James turn run-down old buildings into gorgeous holiday cottages. I will post a lovely wedding photo of Sara in all her finery as soon as I get one -- she cleans up good. I was too busy doing Matron of Honour things, half of which I'm sure I forgot, to take pictures during the actual ceremony and reception. Check out that view behind her.
And be sure to check out their website to see what they do to buildings like the ones pictured below. You should go stay there. I can highly recommend it!
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