Above, a limestone farm shed close to Wardlow Mires, We are staying in this hamlet for the wedding weekend but not in that shed. It is one o'clock on the morning of the wedding. Everything is pretty much ready. Shirley has made the four tier wedding cake and Frances's two wedding dresses are hanging up in her room. And I remembered my black shoes.
Everyone has pulled together. The barn is decorated. The flowers are done. The tables are set. There will be one hundred and five guests and the sun will shine and all will be well with the world as Stew and Frances tie the knot.
Thanks to all the kind blog visitors who left nice messages after my last post. Please don not feel you have to repeat those pleasantries. Below - the view to Peter's Stone from the head of Cressbrookdale. You can see that domed limestone outcrop from the wedding venue.