Traditional church wedding clashes with beer festival
I promised myself that I'd do one of these so here goes... hope someone reads it!
How we met.
FutureMrsFord had become sick of New Year's Eve being synonymous with an anti-climax and decided to shang-hai a group of like-minded individuals into spending it shut away in a holiday cottage in the Shropshire countryside playing silly games, going for walks, enjoying good food and better company. Unfortunately a few people had to pull out at the last minute meaning there was some additional space and one of her best mates invited a few of her college friends to join the NYE celebrations. The evening began with a murder mystery - he was a gestapo officer, she a danish lady of questionable character (replete with compulsory ridiculous accents) it was a match made in heaven. As the evening progressed they attempted to lead others astray and in doing so had a great time. After MrFord left FutureMrsFord admitted that she quite liked him but she didn't think he was interested - her friends disagreed. In the car on their way back to Hereford MrFord & his friends were having a similar discussion. Thankfully their friends are less dense than they are!