Where to get married?
It’s been at least five minutes since I last talked about getting married. It’s probably time I updated you.
Since the oh so romantic Caribbean proposal a few weeks ago I’ve barely thought about it. I’ve just done some light research and read a couple of magazines. Is what I’m telling Henry.
In actual fact if you were to walk into my office now you’d see a room that looks like a confetti bomb has recently detonated.
There are pictures from magazines covering half the walls and the rest decorated with printed out photographs of dresses, flowers, cakes, table cloths, glasses, cutlery… and so on. I even have some photos of complete strangers haircuts who no doubt thought I was mad when I stopped them in the street. I’ve had to ban Henry from coming in here because if he saw it I’m not convinced he wouldn’t leave me.
There is a big hole though. A gaping chasm of wall space with nothing but a question mark and one word: ‘where?’
This is a quandary more and more couples are having these days as the lure of an overseas celebration in a spectacular setting tempts them. Not least because weddings in the UK are very expensive. My dad is firmly in the overseas wedding camp almost certainly because he has to pick up the tab. We have tried to offer to pay but he won’t listen!
My mum wants it to be in the UK as she doesn’t trust airlines to not lose my dress.
And Henry doesn’t seem to mind. If he does he’s keeping it to himself and that’s probably wise.
I was leaning towards Italy. That was until I popped into South Lodge Hotel on the edge of the South Downs. I think Brits too often think we need to go abroad to find the most beautiful places. This hotel proves otherwise. As I walked through the acres of parklands and woods and sat drinking Pimms in front of a glorious countryside view I could picture myself getting married there.
With formal lawns, incredible displays of rhododendrons, azaleas and camellias and croquet (my favourite game) this place is heavenly.
So as soon as I’ve finished writing this post I’ll be printing out the photo above and pinning it inside the big empty ‘where’ space on my cork board.
It’s not definite but it’s going to take some serious beating.
I’ll let you know where we end up choosing. For now I’ve got some Pinterest pinning to do!