Novios mojados, novios afortunados
The superstition here in Spain is that if it rains on your wedding day then you are destined for good luck. Good job really, considering the weather forecast for our own wedding last week.
As many of you will know, last Saturday 8th September, Andrew and I got married. That’s such a simple clause to write and say, and yet there is such an unbelievable amount behind those 5 words: ‘Andrew and I got married’.
Nothing prepared us for the emotion of the day, that’s for sure, and it was a day that was filled with boundless happiness.
We were surrounded by family and friends, and much is said and written about the sharing of such a day with those people you love. It was the first time our families had met; more than just Andrew and I getting married, this was so much more about family.
George, Lucie, Andrew, Ian, Hannah, James
Steph, Angus, Andrew, Ian, lucie, James. Photo by Sam milling
I think it is safe to say that our respective paths to this particular day in our lives have not always been easy, and it meant the world to us both to have the company of so many of our favourite, and hugely loved, people.
There are too many people to thank, and this blog is not the right vehicle for such thanks. Suffice to say, Andrew and I had the happiest, most wonderful weekend.
In our vows, there was the line: “I choose you as the person with whom I will share our ongoing adventures, challenges and successes and with whom I will spend the rest of my life.” To all our family and friends, we include you in this sentiment.
All our love and thanks.
