And relax. It is all over. I am now a married woman and have returned from our honeymoon.
The few days before the wedding went well. I picked up the cake from the Marks and Spencer and discovered there was a Range there. If you don't know this wonderful chain of shops they are fab for wedding and crafting stuff, and gardening and most other things. They sell just about everything and they are really cheap. Before picking up the cake I popped in and looked about and found the table centres I wanted! Trouble was I had already sorted out table centres as I couldn't find the birdcages I really liked for less than £35. The Range had them for £14.95! But I already had spent money on fish-bowls, mirrors, flowers and battery powered fairy lights. I couldn't justify replacing all of them, so I just bought one for my table. I also bought some extra sparkle diamonds to scatter on the tables as they were only £1 per bag.
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| Original cake |
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| After my decoration |
I took the cake home and changed the ivory ribbon for a burgundy one and stuck the gold marzipan seals to the outside of the cake. My cake topper was too big, but my sister had bought me a bride and groom duck for my hen party and they worked even better! So we used them instead.
Two days before the wedding I gave myself a manicure and pedicure then picked up my sister from the train station. We headed over to Cardiff on Friday 11th, the day before the big day. We stopped off at the venue and prepared the room with our decorations. Setting up the cake was the scariest part! We had put up the pillars but it looked fantastic - especially as the whole cake cost me £56 for the cake, £4 for the ribbon, £1 for the marzipan, £14 for the gold spray and £2 for the edible glue. In fact for less than £6k I am very pleased with the whole day.
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| This is a very precise science |
After getting the room ready we had to rush off and get my final dress fitting and to pick up the dress. We also had lunch and did some shopping as we had a few hours.
After a quick stop off at the hotel to check in and change my sister and I headed over to the local Beefeater where we had a big family meal for those who had arrived already. It was nice to allow my family to meet my new family away from the wedding.

The next day we got up in time for breakfast. I stayed in my pjs and dressing gown until the last minute when I put the dress on. My cousin described me as 'the most chilled bride-to-be she has ever seen' as I just meandered about getting things done, doing my nails, my bridesmaids doing my hair, I did my make up. I think the trick to it all is to remember what is important. At the end of the day even if it poured with rain, my dress had gotten ruined or anything else had gone wrong as long as Frank, I, the registrar and two witnesses turned up we could get married. And even if that failed it is just a piece of paper - Frank and I do not need a certificate to prove to each other that we love each other! So with 15 minutes before my ride was due to arrive I popped on the dress and we went outside to wait for it.
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| Frank and I with out niece and nephew |
The ride was the only 'luxury' expenditure - everything else was 'needed' (according to tradition) - a blue, original, split screen Vauxhall camper-van. But it was worth every penny. It really made the day special, especially as I had told Frank it was a 6 person taxi coming to get him and then the camper-van turned up! He was blown away. I have no idea how I kept that a secret and I had almost blurted it out a few times but caught myself. I am rubbish at keeping things, especially from Frank and about something I was so excited about!
The ceremony was lovely - short, which was perfect, and a bit unexpected. They said lots of nice things that I wasn't expecting, I wasn't expecting anything really, just the basic 'do you?' and the legal stuff but it was really lovely. And I kept it together, I had been worried I would spend the whole day upset that my Mum wasn't there (having passed away in 2010) and it wasn't until the registrar mentioned the candle on the table which represented her that I almost cracked - but I managed to catch myself and carry on without incident.
After the 'you are now husband and wife' and lots of photos we had some pimms as celebration drinks and then started on the social and photo 'phase' of the wedding. We only got a few photos because I wasn't sure what I wanted and I got bored very quickly so I think we ended up with a few of everyone, some of all blood relatives and their partners and some of me with bridesmaids and Frank with his grooms.

Frank's grooms were fantastic - especially his best man. They did fantastically. We did have a problem with one who decided two weeks before the wedding not to bother to come, which we found extremely disrespectful and disappointing. It wasn't like it he had a good reason either, which would be different. He just decided to waste £120 of our money (suit and food) which was all paid for and was not refundable, so I guess we lost one friend from it. I was also a bit disappointed with my side that the things I had asked to be done were either not done, or only half done. If I had felt it important enough to ask for it then ignoring it or just not bothering to do it properly seemed really disrespectful and disappointing too. Also I felt like I was fighting also every step of the way with planning and organising the wedding with some people, I would say I wanted something and was told either that I can't have it like that or would just have to out right fight to have something done in a way that was important to me. That wasn't helpful when planning your wedding. But I was very impressed with Frank's usher and Best Man - nothing was too much, if we mentioned something they were the first to jump up and do it, they found being told what we expect of them very helpful. I found myself relying on the best man for a few things, especially when we had to change the order of the cake cutting and speeches. The venue told us they needed 15 minutes to serve the cake after we cut it, so we decided to cut the cake then have the speeches and then have cake for pudding. This meant telling the venue, the speech makers, the photographer and a few other people to ensure everyone knew the new plan and the Best Man jumped up and ran about sorting it all out for us.

A few things didn't go to plan. The DJ played the wrong version of the 1st dance song I had requested - despite me being very specific. They played the original Sarah Brightman version of All I Ask of You from Phantom of the Opera rather than that 2004 film version. I found the version played too harsh and the new one is much softer tones - I actually am not keen on the original version so I was a bit disappointed. On the video my brother-in-law said he would replace the soundtrack to the one I wanted. The DJ also needed a bit of prodding at to which music to play, he played the requests but kept trying to play 'new hip' music, but soon understood my family once he started playing the cheesy music we had told him to play to start with, playing the songs with dances to them like 'Saturday Night' and 'Time Warp' which was wedding favourites of my family. He did manage to get a Blims song too - their latest one about the Wales winning the Grandslam called '
Side Steps and Side Burns' which I had requested. The Blims couldn't play at my wedding as they were busy and too expensive for my budget. I think it is too much to expect everything go 100% to plan at any wedding - I would advise to keep focused on what is important and not to get caught up in small details.

My photographer travelled down from Manchester for the wedding. He was fab - I am still awaiting the photos but the 3 he has released so far are amazing. I also started a facebook group for everyone else to upload their photos of the day to so we can all share them.
Lester Walas, the photographer, was lovely and very skilled. He takes a real passion in his photos, rolling about the grass to get the right shot and also took us outside at sunset to get some extra photos. Everyone commented how nice he was as a person and he joined in the celebrations in the evening once he has filled up all his memory cards. He says he took over 2000 photos of which 1490 were viable - which is much better than my average keeping record of about 30-40%. I have been asked to take photos at my friends wedding and I have two weddings in the meantime to learn how to take great photos and practise.

Most people, including myself and Frank, had left by about 11pm and we headed to our hotel which was only 1.5miles down the road. They had let me use the honeymoon suite we had booked for the wedding night to store the wedding dress and to get ready in as it wasn't in use that night. My sister and cousin had placed petals in the room with some lovely champagne flutes with 'Mr' and 'Mrs' Brown and the date on it and some Mr & Mrs mugs which we love along with a few other bits. Frank and I enjoyed our first night together as man and wife.
After collecting all our decorations from the venue the next day and heading home Frank and I just enjoyed and evening of nothing. The next day we packed and set off for Dartmoor and a 3 hour drive to the first hotel called the
Rosemont in Yelverton. I was knackered when we arrived as Frank does not yet drive. We enjoyed dinner in a local pub and had some wine and cheese in the hotel room while watching rubbish on TV. We don't watch TV at home so it was a bit of a luxury for us.

The next day, after a good breakfast, we parked the car at Princetown (where the jail and brewery is) and left it there while we went hiking for a few days. There are not many photos as my camera ran out of battery almost immanently (my fault for not checking it and Frank's fault for not bringing his after I put it out for him) we also established that walking 7 miles over difficult terrain with large packs on was a bit much for us but we managed it somehow. We walked from Princetown to Two Bridges and then onto a bridal way along to near Brown's House (ruin), we wanted to visit it but time was pushing on, I was exhausted and then I stepped in a big bog and got my socks wet, so we decided to skip it and turned east to Fernworthy Forest and the reservoir where we set up our first base camp. We got a fire going and had some fire-cooked sausages and bacon.
The next day we stuck to pathways and although it took a bit longer it was a lot easier, but even then our walk from the forest to Postbridge was challenging. We had a late lunch at a pub called the East Dart Hotel in Postbridge at about 3pm, not cheap but at that point we didn't care. We then had some lovely local ice cream and walked to the local woodland called Bellever forest. We were warned the winds can get pretty high there but we were exceptionally lucky with the weather the whole trip. We eventually found the perfect camping spot with plenty of dry firewood and a level, soft ground in the moss. It was a magical place and it was a shame my camera had died. We managed to get a fire going using just local materials and a ferro-rod, which was really exciting. We had to 'cheat' a little bit the other times using methylated spirit to get it going but for a first attempt I was really pleased that we managed to learn enough. We also tried to build a wind stop for the fire and also kept the fire going for a few hours. We went to bed by about 9.30pm and listened to the cuckoo bird be replaced by an owl - although we didn't see either. Next morning we needed to find the road and it was meant to be a short walk back to Two Bridges and then back to Princetown. It would have been except we went the wrong way first thing and managed to spend an hour walking in a big circle.

We stopped in Two Bridges for lunch - we had stopped there on the first day for tea and cakes too. We had a lovely, but very expensive, lunch and decided if we went back to Dartmoor in a few years we might try to stay here for a night as we loved the lovely rustic and old fashioned feel, filled with older couples who seemed to have been together forever and we were enchanted by the feel of it all and wanted to be one of those old couples one day with our story of 'we stopped by here twice on our honeymoon, many years ago.'
Once arriving back at Princetown we had Cream Tea at about 3pm. After stopping from our 3 days of walking I suddenly felt very sick but I then had to drive another 20 minutes south to Wotter and our finial hotel called the Moorland Hotel and Phoenix Steak House. It was a nice hotel and we could see the sea from our room. Having a shower and a sit down was lovely.
We had dinner at the steak house and I had kangaroo starter and swordfish main meal and Frank had a 16 oz rump steak. I wish I had a steak after tasting Frank's but I don't see swordfish on the menu very often. Next time I eat at a steak specialist house I will try to remember to have a steak.

The last day we set off at 10am and stopped off at Tavistock, a market town on the way home, to pick up some local produce and have lunch before my 3 hour drive home. We spent about £30 on local cheese, bread, 'fig, tomatoes and caramelised onion' relish, wild flower honey and some local Devon cider.
We finally got home at about 4pm after a few stops and breaks. Frank ran me a bath and we enjoyed our local products for dinner while watching BBC iPlayer together. It is good to be home. Today I have to go to Cardiff for a hen party and a wedding next weekend and another the weekend after.
I don't think being married will change anything. We just get to giggle at calling each other 'husband' and 'wife' instead of partner. Now we can get on with our lives and start looking for a house to buy, then everything will change for real.