Sibhon and Justin's Wedding

Well, yesterday was Siobhan and Justin's big day. Keith and I headed up to morning side and started with a drink in the Morning Glory pub before the service started at Morningside Parish Church. it was slated to start at 1 pm, but in true Siobhan form was somewhat late - 40 minutes late in fact. The organist had run out of songs to play and the natives were definitely getting restless. People were even seen leafing through the Bible to relieve the waiting - only the pictures though.

Eventually the bride arrived - looking gorgeous but very nervous. The ceremony was short but very sweet, singing All things bright and beautiful and Give me Joy in my heart (Sing Hosanna, sing hosanna, Sing Hosanna to the King of Kings!), off to sign the register and then back up the aisle as Mr. and Mrs.Way. It was a lovely day, sunny, warm and not to much of a breeze to whip up the boys kilts and the girls fancy dresses. There was much congratulations and tears and lots of fussing Aunties and people crowding for photos of the bride and then we all piled into coaches and headed off to South Queensferry for the reception.

The reception was held In Orocco Pier. A lovely venue with stunning views over the Forth Bridges and access to the beach, perfect for the lads to skim stones from. Champagne and strawberries were there to greet us, always a welcome sight and we all hung on the balcony for a while chatting and admiring the views. The piper heralded the arrival of the wedding party and we all said our congratulations and headed down to the reception suite. A room with a stunning view of the Forth and fabulously twinkly lights on the ceiling. The piper appeared again and the wedding party arrived, and Siobhan and Justin got straight down to cutting the cake. Then, just in time to soak up the alcohol dinner was served. Haggis to start, which everyone, even Keith loved, then sorbet, Beef Wellington and Chocolate pudding. Gorgeous. Everyone really loved the food. More wine, a top up of Champagne and then the speeches began. I have never seen so many big, butch blokes cry at a wedding! All the boys from Zimbabwe were in tears at one point or another (Justin is from Zimbabwe) and Justin's brothers speech was particularly heartfelt - and also funny. Even making us wait for it - in honour of the bride making him and his brother wait so long at the altar!

After dinner, the tables were cleared and the band set up. Everyone headed for the bar or stood on the balcony looking at the view and chatting. Soon the band was blasting out all the golden oldies and the dance floor was full. I have a sneaking suspicion that Mr and Mrs Way had been practicing for the first dance as there was much tricky foot work going on on the dance floor and I don't remember the boys from Zim having a reputation for being light on their feet... Everyone else then boogied away on the dance floor, yes, even Keith and the night just flew past. It was a really terrific day and I hope that the bride and groom have a fab time in Dubai and Mauritius (jealous, me, never, lol).