Anna and Dave have had a whirlwind year…. and as Dave said with a bit of awe and wonder in his voice, “we feel like we have lived our whole lives in one year”.
Convinced of their love they thought ‘why wait’? So off they went……. and now, one year on, they have a wonderful rural cottage in the midst of renovation, .75 acres of land, best friends living next door, a cat called Charlie, 4 geese, fruit trees, an abandoned late C19th railway carriage with its own smoking booth, a Skoda buried under brambles and a 40 year old campervan called Clarence. But underneath all this fun and adventure is a deep philosophy and commitment “Our job is the house and the garden and our life is what we develop – seeing the future in the land, being together, getting our priorities straight”. That sounds like a pretty sound start in life to me.
I said I’d go to theirs and stay for an hour just for an informal conversation and I set off on a very frosty, icy, sunny morning into the depths of Suffolk. Nearly 4 hours later, we were still sitting curled up on sofas, chilly toes tucked right in. We’d changed the world a few times, toasted our toes on the woodburner, inspected the building work, shared ideas and surveyed the outdoor wedding site in the orchard.
Clarence the honeymoon campervan
The railway carriage cocktail bar
The buried Skoda photobooth
Anna has a vision of a cocktail bar
This is where the booze is
This is the smoking booth
Reflections on a winter landscape
but dreaming of August
It takes a bit of vision imagining an August outdoor wedding whilst standing in our wellies and hats and gloves (and fully clothed!) in a leafless orchard with noisy geese, an inquisitive cat, a brave pheasant and a skulking Muntjac deer and in temperatures hovering around the freezing point.
Anna and Dave had it all in their heads though – the lanterns, the lights hanging from trees, the kids tents under the trees, the ceremony within the shade of the trees, the straw bales, the sunshine, the laughing guests.
The Skoda would be unearthed and made into a photobooth, the derelict railway carriage would be the cocktail lounge and Clarence the campervan would be dispensing teas, coffee and squash for all he was worth before he whisked them away on their honeymoon. It’s going to be wonderful. And what a life they’re going to have.