Sunday, 8 May 2011
A Day - and Night - to Remember
Well, I am happy to report that the Big Day went swimmingly and joyfully. It was, like my son's wedding two years ago, one of the very happiest days of my life. Unfortunately the swimmingness didn't last quite to the very end, as, in an eerie replay of my own experience in Normandy last year, they found themselves locked out of their hotel in the small hours, in all their finery, with no one answering the night bell or night service number. They ended up trudging down to the other local hotel, only to find another late returner in identical plight there, after which the three of them returned to the after-party and attempted to get some sleep in a house without a single internal door (they're away being 'dipped') and with a dog who likes sharing a human bed. Truly a night to remember... But they bounced back with admirable good humour, and are now in Edinburgh on a 'minimoon' that will include a brief stay on Orkney, which I look forward to hearing about. And me I'm off to my spiritual second home - beautiful Derbyshire - tomorrow, but only for a day.