Congratulations this morning to Mr & Mrs McKenzie as they begin their married life together. It was a glorious wedding – everyone said so! I take no credit for this. K & K chose all the parts of the liturgy themselves with great care and attention. Hymns were chosen, not because they were old familiar tunes, but because the words fitted their feelings.
Mrs K McK looked absolutely stunning in a little Italian number. And I mean stunning, and not just because she looked so chic but because she exuded joy from every pore. And Mr K McK looked calm and assured in his wee tartan number. Never have I heard vows made with such passion and assurity.
A great turnout too with one stunning hat and endless fascinators. (I want one!) The ivory and turquoise theme was classy and the Glasgow Cross appeared time and time again. It was a wedding for friends and by friends, from the invitations to the cake and flowers – all services offered by friends.
Blessings on K & K, their families and friends.
PS there was only one mistake… ok, make that two. The first made by me when I forgot to switch off my mike when I was wrestling with the piper just before the service. And the second when I proclaimed them ‘now drowned in marriage’. Drowned? Drowned in love was what I meant!