All my love and joy to the happy couple - man takes me back to that day three joyous years when my Skip and I tied the knot in the parish church. The same one where the couple who originally lived in our house (about 1870) walked down the isle - and are even buried in the gaveyard. Now thats community
Fun to be a part of history sort of repeating itself.
That was a pretty grand day too. More years in the bag I reckon with the delights of watching our Izzie grow and discover life.