| The bride was beautiful. Not a drop of makeup, and gorgeous. >jealous grumbling<
The groom was handsome. Shaking like a leaf, but smiling every time he looked at my sister.
The choir was amazing, the service was different (I am not Eastern Orthodox, so it was all new to me, and quite lovely) but effective, and the priest only forgot my sister's name once.
My parents did not kill each other, and we were all on good behaviour for the duration, so, all in all, it was a success.
I wish our brother had gotten leave to come to the ceremony... Check that. I wish he'd remembered to ASK for leave in enough time to get it. Rat.
Lavender in the National Museum of Sculpture Gardens.
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