My perfect Anglo-french Easter wedding
The wedding is over. Boo. So, to try to get rid of the post wedding blues, I'm going to relive it.
I am not going to go through all the planning, if you're interested you can check out my planning thread, but here is a little background to set the scene.
Hubby and I met at a small house party in Paris in July 2008. I'm from Yorkshire but was already living in Paris after 2 years of uni there. The night we met I had just been offered a job in Paris, meaning I could stay living there for longer and also I was up for celebrating. In true English style (as as the only drunk/English/girl) at this very small gathering, I drank far too much champagne and then dropped a full glass of red wine over hubby. And that was it,I'd nabbed him. You'd have thought he'd have run for the hills but no, not even when I dropped another glass of red wine over him a few dates in.
Hubby proposed the first weekend in December 2012 when he took me away to Strasbourg for the weekend for the Christmas markets.
He is french (well basque according to him) and a bit of an IT geek. We got married in the town hall where we live just outside of Paris on 19 April, Easter Saturday, and then had the reception in a renovated barn in another town just south if Paris.