Before I dive right into this post, I wanted to share the beautiful poem Rosie and Jay chose to put in their wedding program –
Love me when I’m old and shocking
Peel off my elastic stockings
swing me from the chandeliers
Let’s be randy bad old dears
Push around my chrome bath chair
Let me tease your white chest hair
Scaring children, swapping dentures
Let us have some great adventures
Take me to your special places
Watching all the puzzled faces
You in shorts and socks and sandals
Me with warts and huge love handles
Hold me safe throughout the night
When my hair has turned to white
Believe me when I say it’s true
I have waited all my life for you
Now that you’re probably teary eyed I’ll get right to it… I’ve decided to break these posts up into three total posts – you’re currently reading the second installment of my three-part series.
Jet lagged in London – Day 1
Goin’ to the chapel – Day 2
Blissfully Content – Days 3, 4, 5
Where do I even begin with my first trip the English countryside? It’s as incredible as it was portrayed in The Holiday – crazy drivers on tight narrow roads, lovely stone cottages in the middle of fields and tiny general stores stuffed full with the essentials – newspapers, candy, tea, cheese, wine and cider. The only thing missing was a drunken Jude Law showing up at the door and Cameron Diaz belting out Mr. Brightside in her cable knit sweater.
We stayed at the beautiful, Crown Hotel in the village of Wetheral during our time up north. Wetheral is quaint village with two pubs and the Posting Pot – which serves as a tea shop and a general store. It took us maybe three hours to explore the entire village and surrounding area but I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of our morning adventure. Within those three hours, we hiked along the riverside, through the neighboring village of Corby, wandered around Wetheral and managed to find ourselves in the middle of an absolutely gorgeous field with sheep, hay bails and rolling hills as far as our eyes could see.
Shortly after our walk, we freshened up and started our journey to the wedding with Jays Aunt Sandra. Aunt Sandra is a ball of energy and karisma and is absolutely fantastic to be around – she’s funny, witty, full of knowledge and basically everything you want in a new friend. Our drive to the wedding was one of my favorite parts of the whole weekend. The church was approximately 45min from our hotel if you followed the sat nav – but we didn’t. We just kind of followed the roads and put our trust in Sandras keen sense of direction and a good old fashion map.Weaving in and out of sheep and other livestock on the road – honking when necessary because sometimes they just like to stop dead in their tracks – was nauseating and thrilling all at the same time. By the time we arrived at the church, we were early, I nauseous but everyone was filled with excitement to see Rosie and Jay get married.
The couple had an intimate ceremony at St. Begas church by Bassenthwaite Lake where Rosie’s parents also said ‘I do’ many years before. The present building dates from pre-Norman times and inspired the opening lines of ‘Morte D’Arthur’ by Lord Alfred Tennyson.
‘…to a chapel nigh the field,
A broken chancel with a broken cross,
That stood on a dark straight of barren land,’.
Everyone in attendance was dressed exactly how I always imagined – women in hats and coordinating handbags, men in Scottish tartan pants and vests tailored by the brides father. It was so posh and tastefully done – very English (and I loved it). The reverend gave a beautiful sermon but one part in-particular resonated quite deeply with me. It was a part about disconnecting and being present with the ones you love – not only putting outside distractions away but being okay with it. Apparently he and the groom see eye-to-eye on how intrusive and distracting social media can be on our lives so he reminded us of how important it was to be present when we are with people we care about. Turn off our phones, silence Facebook notifications and to give each other our undivided attention, as often as we can. Uninterrupted time together is so rare – cherish it. The world will always be waiting for you in the morning.
The reception was held in a beautiful marquee on the brides property – the same place where Jay and Rosie met. It’s very rare, but we actually had sunshine and clear skies for the wedding day. Drinks and hor d’oeuvres were served while the bridal party took pictures, which gave me the opportunity to finally meet and socialize with all of Ians friends. I also tried haggis for the first time which is surprisingly delicious if you add enough oats to it. After the wedding ceremony, it was really just a night of socializing, snacking, dancing and drinking. Just as a wedding should be.
Jay cutting the cake for Rosie
If we’re being honest, everyone – yes I seriously mean everyone – in England is unbelievably fascinating. Whether it’s their job or their hobbies, they are so in-tune with who they are and what makes them tick. It’s different than the conversations I frequently have with people in the states for many reasons but mainly because people are genuinely interested in what you have to bring to the table. Nobody really talks about pop culture, celebrities or superficial topics – they choose to talk about current events, what’s happening in the world, books they’re reading or even the weather! (Side note: The weather is actually a very interesting topic seeing that it is totally unpredictable and the main question was ‘what will you do if Trump wins?’) Even when we’re drowning in work and all we want to do is scroll mindlessly through social media – stop and think if it’s a beneficial use of your time. Sure, it’s nice to do every once in awhile, but is it really bringing any benefit to your daily life? As a result of these interactions I’ve started making it a point to actually read the newspaper and finish my current reading list – even sprinkling in a few more non-fiction titles than I normally would, to disconnect more often and to be aware of what is happening in the world around me.
And with that, I will leave you for now. Stay tuned for the last post about my trip titled ‘Blissfully Content – day 3, 4, 5’ where I wrap up the trip and how the past 5 days have changed my life.
Goin’ to the Chapel – Day 2 Before I dive right into this post, I wanted to share the beautiful poem Rosie and Jay chose to put in their wedding program -