Our wedding day was the best day of my life. It may seem like an obvious observation, but it really, really was. It was emotional, meaningful and above all it was fun and joyful. I would do it all over again tomorrow if I could.
It’s probably evident by now that I am not one of those brides who has had her wedding stored in her head for many years, all the details sat there patiently waiting for a groom to materialise. In fact I had no idea at all how I wanted my wedding to be, except that it would probably be very English and that I would dispense with the wedding circus and have something a little more traditional and relaxed.
I am both fortunate and unfortunate in that I married a man who has opinions and prejudices equally as strong as mine. We organised our wedding in ten weeks and we decided every detail together. Ultimately the only thing we disagreed about was wedding favours – I’m inclined now to say that he was right in his opinion that they are superfluous and pointless. I feel that our wedding genuinely represented both of us as individuals and reflected the best of our relationship. I think that it was understated and elegant, glamorous and a little bit reassuringly shabby around the edges.
We walked down the aisle together to the atmospheric and beautiful Caliban’s Dream by Underworld (the song played as the cauldron was lit at the Olympics opening ceremony). When one of my best friends later told me that she started crying as soon as she recognised it I knew we’d got it right. Entering the room together was an inexplicably controversial decision but I wouldn’t trade for anything the three minutes and forty seven seconds that we stood outside the door to the ceremony room waiting for the right point in in the track to make our entrance. I’m so glad we got to share that private moment with each other, the tingles of anticipation that we both felt, the excitement and our emotions bubbling over.
I didn’t really expect to enjoy our ceremony, I viewed it as the scary, serious legal bit to get over with. A few people had told me that I would start enjoying my wedding as soon as I had a drink in hand after the ceremony was over but it turned out that it was my favourite part of the entire day. Saying our vows wasn’t daunting in the slightest and what I remember most strongly is laughing, giggling, grinning from ear to ear and larking about. It was genuinely brilliant fun.
Instead of readings, Richard’s eldest son Arthur and my dear friend and bridesmaid Rozzy both wrote poems especially for our wedding. We unbelievably touched by this thoughtfulness and effort. We signed the register to David Bowie’s Oh You Pretty Things, Neil Young’s Harvest Moon and Elton John’s Goodbye Yellow Brick Road, songs we both we love. We put together an entire playlist for our ceremony from the best of our iPods and we’ve been listening to it a lot since and it’s so lovely to be transported back to that time in an instant and re-experience all the emotions that we were feeling.
After the ceremony we had champagne and cake and we celebrated. Richard and I had our photos taken under the York & Albany awning rather than in the daffodil strewn Regents Park as planned, what with it snowing all day in our supposed spring wedding. This gave us a little bit of respite, a few minutes alone where we could just be with other and let what we had just done sink in.
In the evening we had cocktails followed by dinner around one long table for twenty six of our closest friends and family. My only regret is that I couldn’t have all of my friends there and it felt a little like half of them were missing. The effort that our guests went to in order to be with us was extraordinary and it made us feel very loved.
I don’t think either of us really expected to feel different after getting married – it’s something we felt we wanted to do for reasons particular to us – but so far it seems to have changed everything. It’s so very nice to wake up each day and realize that I have someone to share my life with and that it’s no longer impermanent. We have spent much of the time since our wedding making plans and talking about what we want for the future. I know it’s a cliche but it feels now that we have one life rather than two and there is something incredibly stabilising in that, something I’ve never had before.
So far it is by leaps and bounds the best decision I ever made. I will share more details about the wedding as I get more photos (these are just a few Facebook uploads). I am missing my wedding terribly – I can’t believe it was only just over a week ago and it has already been consigned to memory. I just want to do it all over again. Every single, precious moment of it.