The Royal Wedding





I raced through my work that morning so I could sit down and watch the long awaited royal wedding.

Megan and Harry had a lovely day for it, the sun beamed down on all the people, the bright colours of all the fine dresses and flowers simply breath-taking.

The amount of celebrities attending the event was amazing, an absolute Who’s Who of show business. I could list all the ones I spotted but the list would be too long. It made a change to see no politicians amongst them though!

But everything was not so lovely where I was. Roadworks right outside our window competed with the sound control of the TV, doing its level best to spoil what promised to be a lovely, special day. Our TV is right next to the window and most of the morning it was like having a split screen, wedding on one side, men, and noisy machines on the other. But before long, I forgot about the machines and the noise, and enjoyed the wedding of the year.

At one point, due to the amount of people there, I was expecting a battle of the bonnets, as there didn’t seem to be enough room for all those glorious hats!

Everyone was looking forward to seeing the bride and her dress. Something I always look forward to as I used to make wedding dresses. This was one of my favourite jobs, helping to make so many different women’s dreams come true.

I remembered one young woman who had just been badly let down when a wedding dress company went bust. She turned up at my door, barely holding back the tears. The wedding was only a week away and she hoped I could do something. Now, I have been known to achieve the impossible at very short notice, but miracles usually take a little longer than a week!

I pulled out all the stops, called in a few favours and did manage to pull something out of the hat. I ended up being invited to the wedding!

While I waited for the bride to appear, I couldn’t help thinking back to the dress I created with the help of a wing and a prayer, and the look on the woman’s face when she saw it.

When you get to my age, it seems that everything reminds you of something else, and I am constantly surprised by something I had long forgotten about.

It was a beautiful wedding, and the love came through the TV and made my day rather special too…

16 thoughts on “The Royal Wedding

  1. What an angel for producing a wedding dress at such short notice!
    My daughter texted us that she had our granddaughter nearly ‘lost it’ when Harry lifted the veil. We were grand-parent cooing over the flower girls and pages…they were such little troupers!
    Sheila and myself were spell-bound my the homily, again our daughter keeping in constant text had received a text from an afro-Caribbean friend of hers with the cheery message, ‘Welcome to a black church homily!’.
    Lovely day!

  2. Wow, well done for making a wedding dress in such a short space of time – I wouldn’t know where to begin! Yes, it was a lovely Royal wedding day. I enjoyed it.

  3. My daughter got her wedding dress from a charity shop – a special wedding dress branch of the shop, it was a lovely dress, the whole wedding was ‘home made’ and I was still crocheting the shawl to go with her dress the night before, while the others were busy making sugar paste roses for the cake.

  4. I loved the wedding too. It must be true that when there are problems leading up to a wedding, the day itself will be perfect. And I really like this line of yours: “When you get to my age, it seems that everything reminds you of something else, and I am constantly surprised by something I had long forgotten about.” A great quote!

  5. It was a fabulous day, wasn’t it? 😀 … although the preaching bits did go on for a bit too long. I have to admit I did get up in the middle of it and make a pot of tea to sustain me. 🙂 It was, however, a hoot to see so much energy in such a staid environment.

    • They did try to make it more relaxed, and as you say, the sermon about love went on forever and wasn’t really necessary. Watching Meghan and Harry was proof enough that love conquers all!

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