Well, we've not long arrived home after a fabulous weekend up London enjoying the wedding of our daughter. Mrs Mottie, Miss Mottie and I stayed up near the venue, Marylebone registry office, and the groom stayed nearby in a different hotel with his brothers. The Mottie women went out Friday afternoon to get manicure and pedicures and we had a meal out on the Friday night. I know I'm biased but my daughter looked absolutely beautiful and to everyone's amusement, I was the one who kept on breaking out in tears yesterday - at breakfast, when I first saw her made up in her wedding dress, on the way to the wedding in the cab when by-passers were waving at her, as I walked her up the aisle, when she was making a speech - I was at it non bloody stop. I'm even filling up now just telling you about it! On Saturday they had the florist and hair/make up lady come to the hotel then we had an old white London taxi take us to Marylebone registry office. Miss Mottie and quite a few of her friends are Bridgerton fans and she raised a smile by choosing some music from the series to walk in to. They are a bit unconventional so they had no bridesmaids, ushers, maids of honour, father of the bride speech, best man etc and she chose to be walked down the aisle and given away by both me and Mrs Mottie. The grooms father, a solicitor, who should be used to signing legal papers caused a bit of a fuss as a witness by signing the marriage certificate in the registrars section! After a few photos, all the guests were taken to the reception in an old routemaster bus where champagne was served on-board. The reception was in a Victorian warehouse/pub venue in Islington where they had hired it exclusively for the whole day. They had two wedding cakes - one traditional and one made entirely of cheese! The groom raised a laugh during his speech amongst our family by thanking Mrs Mottie and I for welcoming him into our family and saying that if he is loved just half as much as our youngest, Susie, he'd be very happy. (Susie is our cocker spaniel!). The reception went on until 2 a.m. but we gave in around 12.30 after helping one of my mates into a taxi as he had taken serious advantage of the open bar and could hardly stand. Funny thing was, even as two of us had to literally lift him off of his chair, he had the presence of mind to scoop up and down the last dregs of his drink! I was surprised that the driver took them all the way home to East Ham without chucking him out - he asked me if he was drunk when I was folding him in the cab and I convinced him he wasn't but just had a speech problem.
They happy couple are off on honeymoon tomorrow for a three week trip in the USA and will be visiting some of the grooms American relatives (he's half American). Just heard from them this morning and they have both tested negative on the PCR test they had this morning so are fit to fly tomorrow. We had our grandson climbing all over us at the wedding yesterday and again when they came to our hotel this morning and my son has just phoned to tell us that after a few coughs, they did a lateral flow test on him and our grandson has tested positive for covid this afternoon! Our sons partner had tested positive on Monday so she couldn't go to the wedding yesterday but my son and grandson had been testing every day this week and kept coming up negative! Oh well, may be our turn to get it - on probability, at least half a dozen guests at the wedding could have been unknowing carriers based on current infection rates but at least it didn't affect the day. Watch this space!