I guess the most memorable ceremony in my adult life has to be my wedding in 1991.
It was a registry office do as it was the second time round for both of us.
The lady Registrar was lovely and waited for the remainder of our party to arrive.
We pointed out that we were all present.
She said she was content to wait, so we explained that there were only 9 of us : both sets of parents, our 3 witnesses and us.
Everyone took a row to ‘spread us out’ a bit.
My Mum and Dad had never seen me so serious, but I meant every word I said that day.
Hubby had a pair of handcuffs in his pocket in case I changed my mind before the ceremony, the intention being to handcuff me to the railings until I changed it back again.
Totally unnecessary of course!
The birds loved us as there was a ‘No Confetti’ notice up so our guests used rice crispies and sugar puffs.
Then we all went down the pub where we’d booked a function room for our meal.
It was a brilliant day, and we wouldn’t have changed a single thing about it.
Written for the Daily Post Prompt 28th May 2018.