Many moons ago, Arabella, Claire and I met in a noisy bar near Liverpool Street Station and we began to plan their wedding. On Saturday it all came together like a dream. Except I had broken my toe and my shoes had to be abandoned. The family home is a Grade II listed...
Humanist ceremony magic

Humanist ceremony magic

There was a touch of magic about Peter and Sarah’s Humanist Ceremony. The weather was hot. The guests were happy. The garden was beautiful, the grandchildren – also part of the bridal party – were perfect. And the dog – Crumpet – was impeccably behaved and resplendent...