Last week, our eldest son got married!
Mum, a.k.a @Gills_Mum, has been doing quite a bit of writing recently and I thought you might enjoy her ‘take’ on Abi and Andrew’s wedding … and also an update on how Mum is getting on…
What an amazing week. Starting with the loveliest of weddings where everything was beribboned: the invitations, church pews and orders of service were all decorated with cream ribbons and pink and cream flowers. Not overdone, just very pretty, The bride’s dress was gorgeous, with a swirling short train and the bridegroom (my grandson), his best man and all the ushers wore grey tailcoats with unusual, striking waistcoats. The guests all played along with lovely dresses and one or two super hats. The church was centuries old, Norman in parts and the vicar, who was retired, came back specially because he knew the family. His sermon was marvellous too. Funny and thoughtful and not at all at the usual dry-as-dust, send-to-sleep sermon at so many weddings.
The reception was held at a very old converted manor house hotel attached to a converted barn. The living accommodation was in the original house – some with four poster beds! The actual reception was held in a marquee in the lovely grounds which, despite a visit from a near hurricane, stayed firmly on the ground and no one got wet!
A very enjoyable wedding breakfast (more wine, of course) followed, then dancing and later a hog roast when more guests arrived!! It was so lovely to spend time with family and old friends, including Theresa who has been friends with Gill since they started secondary school aged 11 and used to spend so much time at our house when they were young. Another of Gill’s friends, Rosemary, made the wedding cake – it tasted as good as it looked! Eventually we all went to bed, tired out but immensely happy!
The second half of the week was quite different. It brought me down to earth again! I went to a lunch given by the people from whom I am buying a sheltered accommodation flat. I have been staying with Gill and her family since I had an accident three months. They have looked after me so well and I am feeling much better; now it is time to move on.
I met the people who are living in the flats and found them very nice and friendly. There is a dining room where lunch and tea are served every day, if required, at very reasonable cost. There is also a comfortable lounge, where they seem to hold lots of interesting activities, and also a pleasant little garden area. People were sitting in the lounge enjoying their coffee or tea and chatting to each other.
Everything is brand new, having only just been built and there are many helpful aids, such as bars along the walls to give support if needed. The flat is fairly big, as these places go, with the window giving onto a little patio – the only flat like it, it seems! All I have to do now is sell my own house and move in, and I am even being helped with this.
Big decision ahead though. What I can reasonably take from a big house to a small flat is not easy. Have to be quite ruthless, I suppose and I am not one for making big decisions!