Our First Test

We made our vows and became husband and wife, sealed with rings and a kiss like those in the movies when the man spins the woman around and she flops in his arms to the cheers of everyone who came to witness us marrying.

After we signed the register and turned around to view everyone seated in the church our vicar Farther John called for our parents to come up to alter. Three parents stood up and came to the alter, our vicar asked again as we searched the pews for D's mother before his Aunt came up linked arms with my farther and we processes out of the church and into the yard outside.

From the alter to the churchyard all D could do was repeat the question 'Wheres my Mum'. Outside everyone surrounded us throwing confetti and various members of our families came up to have their photo taken with us. But as we smiled, D was just squeezing my hand and repeating that question until his sister finally told him that she wasn't there, at that moment he stamped his foot on the ground and shouted a profanity that, thankfully no one but us heard over the cheers and applause from all of our guests.

We stood in the baking sun for what seemed like ageses until the photographs stopped and heat of June felt unbearable in our formal clothes and we turned to make our way to the cars and head for the reception. Just as we turned D's mother appeared and thankfully we managed to get a photo with her.

This was our first test