A few weeks ago down in deepest Dorset, my lovely friend Lucy married her chap Nick so today was a chance for all us Peak Districtish types to wish them well. Their village means an awful lot to this smashing pair and this afternoon we all gathered at All Saints to celebrate with them.
Outside russet leaves carpeted the churchyard like the most glorious confetti,
despite a little rain.
Lucy has been the president of the village WI for a few years so a guard of honour of ribboned wooden spoons was pretty apt.
By now they should be off on their journey to the land of maple leaves. Thanks for a lovely afternoon, all our love and have fun!