Walking in with Dad

As we walked in, we were hoping all our practising the day before was successful, we couldn't hear the music, so had to rely on a series of signals between Lisa, Ed and Jack as to when to set off, and try not to walk too fast. I was so busy trying to remain upright on my spindly heels that slowly was the only option for making our way up to where my groom waited.

Usually the guests arrive before the bride. . .

Dad handing me over