Karen and Barry were married yesterday at the Lynford Hall Hotel in a short but charming civil ceremony attended by about 30 family and friends. Judy and I represented the Ramblers and others had sent cards and their well wishes. Karen looked radiant in her wedding dress and Barry seemed in good spirit despite his ongoing illness. I’m sorry that the image is a little blurred but I took the wrong camera with me which lacked “image stabilisation” and was on maximum zoom introducing some camera shake. I’ll post a few of the official photographs later. I think that the highlight of the wedding ceremony was a couple of rather appropriate readings. I don’t have details of the first, but Barry’s choice was The Owl & The Pussy Cat.
The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are, you are, you are,
What a beautiful Pussy you are."
Pussy said to the Owl "You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing.
O let us be married, too long we have tarried;
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows,
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose, his nose, his nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling your ring?"
Said the Piggy, "I will"
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon.
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand.
They danced by the light of the moon, the moon, the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.