Archive for June, 2012
29 Jun 2012
There isn't an insightful or informative post for you today. There's just me, all dolled up and ready to celebrate love.
27 Jun 2012
The days, the nights, the hours We spent makin' plans Have made both of us feel the same Since we first held hands...
25 Jun 2012
I watched weary grooms trudge behind excited brides on a Sunday morning as overexcited toddlers tore around vast rooms on the sugar rush of a small cake sample. I met probably hundreds of lovely couples, all waiting to be wowed and sometimes a little scared of being pounced on.
22 Jun 2012
You've heard about The Wedding Reporter. You like the idea of having your very own published love story. You're enamoured by the prospect of having a literary legacy. But you can't quite envisage the whole process and what it'll actually be like, on the wedding day, to have The Wedding Reporter actually attend your wedding.
20 Jun 2012
“The past is always tense, the future perfect.” - Zadie Smith
18 Jun 2012
I pulled into a space marked for visitors on the register office only and killed the ignition. The chaotic sound of rain pummelling the metal roof of the car seemed to echo the irrational beat of my heart, hammering against my chest, the sound resonating in my ears as it reverberated through my entire body.
15 Jun 2012
Testing, testing…is this thing on? Ah, good. Excuse me a moment whilst I just climb up here on to my…
13 Jun 2012
Let’s slip away we just need Enough time to play, a garden of Eden Where love is happy to stay Nevermore slip away.
11 Jun 2012
I have witnessed a lot of love and happiness, a hint of sadness and remorse and a hurricane of laughter. But through it all, I have fallen in love with these couples, with their families and friends who have been nothing but beautiful and wonderful.
06 Jun 2012
“When it’s over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms. When it is over, I don’t want to wonder if I have made of my life something particular, and real. I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened, or full of argument. I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.” ― Mary Oliver