It was an early start, no photos of the activities on the Rufford branch of the L&L, but there was busyness there, cleaning, scrubbing and allsorts.
Meanwhile, it was a hive of activity at the Beesleys. Many folks buzzing around; David Bee managed to fly back from the U.S.,
Stevie Bee did the brother thing and stuck pins in him, 
Jennifer smiled to see such fun.
The Patriarch WHB looked yonder, top o't'moss...
He was concerned to see that although his youngest daughter looked ready for a day’s work, the terrain looked a bit radioactiveSuperheroine JCH did her bit and turned the landscape back to normal, all was well once more.
Jen’s fairy Godmother (sorry Don!) had done her stuff and a cheeky wedding car awaited...
A lovely refreshing journey in that there 1949 LandRover took the wedding party to Rufford Old Hall,
where began the long walk down the aisle
Where the groom was waitingin the Grand Hall
He knew that she would get there, no matter how long the walk!
The fiddler spotted her first
She got down the aisle
the handover would have shamed an olympic relay race medallist.
Vows and rings were exchanged
The register was signed and witnessed
Job Done!
Many thanks to family and friends
Did they have to throw that confetti with such gusto?
Not forgetting the photographers!
oh yes, those photographers
A quick (?) getaway was made
For food and rations at the blood tubs
Not a black pudding in sight! But there was cake!
and fizz
The troops were revived!
No horses were spared as the groom took the helm of the good ship Maya
He threw her a line, she looked like competent crew
stowaways were removedmen were at work
and the honeymoon cruise was underway!
to magnificently meander at will…
