So after all the excitment, lots of hugs and kisses, posing for photographs and revealing my runners to those who had failed to spot them on the altar, Mr Mc and I were delighted to have ten minutes to ourselves to enjoy the journey in the Austin Princess from the church to the hotel. Over a glass of champagne, we caught up on how each other's morning had been and laughed about how much fun the day had been so far. 
I've mentioned before how much Mr Mc and I adored the grounds of Mount Juliet. During one visit to the Hotel, Shane the assistant manager had brought us on a drive around the estate pointing out the countless places to get amazing wedding shots. When the day came though, we decided we'd much rather spend the time with our friends and family than gallavanting around the 1500 acre estate. Instead we limited ourselves to the romantic walled garden. Susan and John got so many fantastic shots but here's just a tiny sample of their work.
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| While unposed photographs are normally the ones that appeal to me most, I really love this picture. I think it has a sort of magical quality about it. |
I probably haven't given enough credit in my posts so far to our groomsmen and bridesmaids. They did an amazing job on the day and it meant the world to me and Mr Mc to have them by our side on the most important day of our lives.
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| (I know it's a cheesy one but I just love the cheeky grins on everyones faces - it really captures the fun that these six very special people brought to our day) |
After some hors d'œuvres and scrumptious Laduree macaroons our guests headed down to Kendals were the dinner would take place. ( I should say that I can only assume some guests managed to nab a macaroon or two because it might well have been the case that I ate them all by myself - yum yum!). In the weeks leadng up to the wedding, we had collected photographs of as many of the guests as possible. Some of the photographs were taken forthy years ago. We hung the photos on string using minature pegs at the entrance to the reception area. As guests arrived they had great fun firstly trying to spot themselves and secondly trying to identify the other guests in the photos. Meanwhile Mr Mc and I used the time alone to relax for a few minutes, put our feet up and just take in the day so far.
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| Mr Mc and I steal some time alone - or so we thought! |
Another reason Mr Mc and I loved Mount Juliet was because of the contrast between the main house were the reception took place and the golf club were we had the meal. The main house is very grand and impressive while the club house is much more relaxed and rustic. We loved the wooden beams and massive windows in the resutarant were the meal took place - it was so far removed from your normal 'function room'.
For our guest book, we asked our guests to write, draw or simply sign patches of material. The idea behind this is that the patches are then used to create a quilt. I'll be honest, it's nearly four months since our wedding and the quilt still isn't finished yet - but it's getting there.
As Mr Mc and I met at Oxegen in 2004, we named our tables after bands that played that year and we tried to match the table names to the guests in as far as possible so my cousins sat at the Woo Tang Clan table and Mr Mc aunts were at the Scissor Sister table.
As Mr Mc and I met at Oxegen in 2004, we named our tables after bands that played that year and we tried to match the table names to the guests in as far as possible so my cousins sat at the Woo Tang Clan table and Mr Mc aunts were at the Scissor Sister table.
We had both bought our tickets for Oxegen 2004 based on the fact that Bowie was due to play there that year. Bowie never made it to Oxegen but Mr Mc and I met and the rest as they say is history. It seemed only right that we should honour the White Duke by calling the top table after him.
Walking into the restaurant as the new Mrs Mc, arm and arm with my husband to the smiles, applause and cheers of our amazing family and friends is another one of the many magical memories I have of that day.
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