Last week the whole family (including dog) went down to the Cotswolds for a long weekend break and for one of my wife’s old friends ‘wedding’.
I put ‘wedding’ in parenthesis because it was a civil ceremony between two women.
Even now, I’m not sure how I feel about it.
I wish them well though as they are both lovely women.
A big plus was being able to dance with my wife.
The evening bash was at a place called ‘Lower Slaughter Manor’.
Not an appealing name but beautiful none the less.
Scottish dancing with a fair bit of clumsiness and a lot of laughter.