4 May 2002 was the day I married the Welshman and all those months of planning culminated in our Big Day Out.
Ah, it was such a lovely day! The sun was shining, the birds were singing and all was well with the world on the day I got to marry my best friend.
We held our ceremony at the Chinese Gardens of Friendship in Darling Harbour, and served the same Moorilla Estate champagne we drank to celebrate our engagement in Tasmania.
Our reception was at the Gatehouse of the Hyde Park Barracks. We had just 45 very special guests, and our table was in the centre with one table of guests at each corner, like the petals of a flower. With the wine flowing, the candlelight twinkling, and the happy chatter of beautifully dressed guests echoing around the wooden cupola, it felt like a lovely dinner party rather than a formal wedding. A room filled with love and laughter!
The speeches, the cake, the first dance to Dust from a Distant Sun by Crowded House, performing the Nutbush in a bustled metre-long train, having a tea party with our tiniest guests, chatting to our lovely friends, reading all the messages in our guest book … so many beautiful memories.
One of the most romantic memories of the night was our walk as husband and wife down Martin Place to our hotel at the end of the night. Just the two of us, strolling hand in hand through the city, as Mr and Mrs Williiams.
10 years later, he’s still my best friend and I adore him. Love him lots and lots and lots. Here’s to the last ten years, and here’s to the next ten, twenty, thirty, forty …
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