A whirl of a week.

It was my son's wedding on Friday. It was a glorious sunny, mellow September day. The hotel was called the Hare and Hounds in Tetbury Gloucestershire. It was a beautiful place and they got married on the lawn. My nephew did the official photos but the are not released yet.

The happpy couple.

The beautiful dress.

My son with my Dad the oldest wedding guest..

His twin with the youngest wedding guest who only managed to wear his wedding finery for a few minutes before he  did what babies do best and needed changing.

It was a lovely day with both families. Life isn't ever perfect and we all missed Steve with that dull ache that never goes away. He was to be the other best man. His little brother did an amazing speech on his own and just brokedown a little  at the end which was heartbreaking but we picked ourselves up and carried on. We enjoyed the day just as he would have. We all felt him there with us.