I genuinely didn’t think I’d cry. Oh how wrong I was. As we came down the stairs to speak to the registrar, I completely and utterly lost it. It suddenly all felt a bit real. Considering I continued to bawl all the way down the aisle and throughout the ceremony, I look impressively composed in the photos.
Having never actually been to a civil ceremony, we were a little bit worried about the whole thing – particularly when we had to fill out a set of tick boxes for our vows. We really didn’t need to though, the lady taking the service was incredible and despite having not met us until about 5 minutes before, it actually felt extremely personal (and quite funny, which is always good!).
We’d had terrible trouble choosing readings and had ended up rushing a decision about 2 weeks earlier. Luckily, they were perfect and we even had several people asking if one of them had been written especially for us.
Overall it was amazing. To be stood in front of everyone you care about, declaring how much you love someone. Just amazing.
As you’ll see in part 3, our wedding was a little bit schizophrenic. Almost all our planning and design effort went into the second part, and the first half turned out to be surprisingly traditional. I distinctly remember being stood with a glass of Prosecco out on the terrace at Newby Hall, with a massive grin on my face thinking just how unexpectedly ‘English country garden’ the whole affair was!
Right up until everyone went for a ride on the miniature train that was.