Friday, May 15, 2009

Wedding belles

My experience of Yorkshire has previously been limited to a couple of business trips to Leeds, a school visit to a transport museum in York and being given a speeding ticket on the M1 by Wakefield.

That's not to say I hadn't heard about what a fine county it's supposed to be. Every typically bluff Yorkshire man I've ever met is only too willing to share their views on how it's God's own county. Yorkshire women don't seem to be under the same compulsion (if anyone knows why that is, please tell).

Recently, I had the opportunity to see for myself how lovely Yorkshire is. The patchwork of fields and dry stone walls are chocolate-box cute. Just as I got used to this pretty scenery, we found ourselves driving across broad, windswept moors before plunging down into a leafy green valley into the town of Hebden Bridge. Where I'm sad to say there was no time to shop, but if I'd had the time I suspect I could have spent a small fortune.

Yorkshire hadn't been on our list of places to visit, but we were there for a wedding. Call us Vince Vaughan and Owen Wilson - but we are a couple that love a good wedding. We'll travel anywhere for a three course dinner, champagne and a cheesy disco.

Plus it would give us a chance to dress Peaches up and pressurise complete strangers into admiring our supa-cute daughter. Yes, we are THAT couple.

Ce, a colleague of Recaro's was getting married in her home town of Hebden Bridge and after a long campaign by Recaro to make sure she knew just how easy it would be for us to break our journey home from a week in Scotland... she invited us. It had been a tense few weeks in the strangely lush household, but at last we could relax and pack our wedding outfits.

If she found Peaches' unwavering attention bewildering, Ce didn't let it show...

There were a few problems - our bed and breakfast was depressing and we arrived in church several minutes after the bride - but Peaches was good in church, made friends with the other children, spent most of her time at dinner sitting at another table (does this mean she's already embarrassed to be seen with us), didn't fall in the nearby river and did take some good (in focus) candid photos.In case you wonder, the church had a spare, derelict church in the grounds. I wouldn't want anyone to go away with the impression that people in Yorkshire don't believe in roofs.

I was pleased Peaches took a photo of the cake. The flowers on our wedding cake were RUBBISH. So much so that we skipped the cake cutting photos at our wedding. I always feel an incredible feeling of relief when I see other people get it right.

Another surprise for me, was seeing that this wasn't just a three course dinner. Between the starter and main course we had Yorkshire pudding and red onion gravy. I am a naive southerner. I had no idea that's what they do up north. It makes so much sense - I've always thought a roast beef dinner looks ridiculous with a Yorkshire pudding sat on top. This could be a tradition we'll be introducing to Whitstable.


Nicol said...

Peaches looks so beautiful! I would want to show her off too!

Joby said...

Lovely pictures, The bride and Peaches look so great together.

Working mum said...

Surely no-one needs to be pressurised into admiring Peaches? I LOVE that first photo!

gigi said...

Your Peaches is growing so much! She is a beautiful blonde you had better watch out for those boys because they are surly coming to your house.
The bride is pretty too.

Fat, frumpy and fifty... said...

she's back!! whay!! lovely post ad pics...

Reluctant Housewife said...

I love the pictures. How fun.

Peaches took a great pic of the cake.

I love that old roofless church.

And I love Yorkshire pudding - something I've been introduced to by my MIL, who's English - from Ipswitch.

Woman in a Window said...

Everything looked beautiful, supa-cute kid and derelict church. I thought the old church especially drawing. I like old places like that. (Wanna eat those icing flowers...all of 'em.)

Glad you had fun.

Dan said...

I work in Hebden Bridge. It's full of hippies with silly hats and stripy leggings.

It's quite nice though.