We had a wonderful day on Saturday when we attended the wedding of Adam and Kate. Adam is the eldest son of our friends of nearly 40 years, Alyson and Martyn. Needless to say we were worried in the morning as we looked out onto a very snowy Exmoor but the sun came out and everything about the day was perfect.
Kate looked beautiful, Adam handsome and even Martyn scrubbed up well and looked the part in his morning suit (although this was swopped for a more comfortable outfit once the meal was over)! Alyson certainly didn’t look old enough to be mother of the bridegroom especially as she danced the night away – where does she get her energy from? She was invited to the hen weekend in Bournemouth where they all had a go at pole dancing. Apparently Alyson was so good at it that she ended up upside down on said pole - Bournemouth has yet to recover!
I had a very special dance (not to be forgotten in a hurry) with gorgeous Duncan (middle son) who whirled me around the dance floor and then was mortified when he was informed that I am in fact his Godmother! Barnaby (youngest son) was the ‘mister cool’ of the whole day - both witty and debonair (so like his dad)!
We drove home across the moor in the early hours. A beautiful moonlit and frost laden night and we had to stop on a couple of occasions to let deer cross the road safely in front of us. As we dropped down towards home, the lights along the Welsh coastline were so clear– a fitting end to a wonderful day.
Our bed and breakfast guests enjoyed the beautiful weekend weather and did some serious walking to Dunster, up over Dunkery Beacon, Selworthy and Hurlestone Point. As they walked through the lovely National Trust village of Luccombe, a couple of our guests heard music coming from the church and said it was ‘magical’. A perfect way to describe Exmoor!

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