After a surprisingly comfortable night on Grandma Cunningham's living room floor, we had a big breakfast and got our glad rags on.

We had an amazing day celebrating with Fi & Robin Mr & Mrs Hill. A beautiful service, plenty of sunshine, men in uniform (with swords), gorgeous food, and speeches that made me repeatedly nearly-cry. We céilidh-ed into the night, and Graham managed to stay upright on the shiny dancefloor with his leather soles.