If there’s one thing that really makes us reach for our hankies, it’s seeing a bride with a bump! This week’s wedding is Keri and James’ rather marvellous East Sussex big day from June 2014, where our beautiful bride was four months pregnant and just starting to show – how magical?
Our lovely London couple tied the knot at St Andrew’s in Alfriston and carried on their elegant yet rustic celebrations with a reception at the nearby Michelham Priory. Enough from us – here’s Keri to tell us more:
It was August 2010 when we met. My mother received the rather elated call from me upon my return from my annual holiday to Ibiza. When I delivered the unexpected news that ‘I had met the one’ at the Blue Marlin beach bar, I think given the location of our meet she may have been slightly sceptical, but I was only going purely on her motherly advice that ‘when you know you really do know’, and I have never doubted it or looked back.
Three years on I was whisked away for a long weekend to the North East Coast of Majorca to a stunning hotel called Can Simoneta, part way through our stay at the old monastery, on a beautiful Saturday evening, just as the sun was going down I was taken for dinner to a private table, in a secluded location overlooking the sea to watch the sun go down where I was treated to some incredible food and even better wine!
James spent the whole dinner checking his watch and hurrying me through the meal so my hopes were dashed! I presumed there must be a rugby match on and thought nothing else of it other than being a little disappointed as I had hoped something may happened that evening given that romance doesn’t come naturally to James! We were met at the top of the path by the hotel manager who swiftly handed James a torch and I was ushered to the spiral staircase that took you down the cliff face to the water’s edge, the way had been part lit with hurricane lamps and tea lights. We navigated our way down the winding path, carefully following the candles that led our way. I was greeted at the end of the path, by a champagne bucket (thankfully with bottle in!) two glasses and several large hurricane lamps. I turned to face James to see what was going on and he was already down on one knee, wielding a ring. I guess my mum was right, when you know you know!
James had his stag do in Newquay with a small army of men who joined him there for the weekend, surfing, going to the beach festival and just general boozing. My hen was a slightly more civilised affair, given the news I was pregnant. I therefore allowed my hens to do my bit of the drinking and they did me proud! It all began in Chelsea for brunch at Tom’s Kitchen. We then descended on Chelsea Farmer’s Market and ended the day with dinner and cocktails at Nobu Berkeley, and then cocktails follow by a casino for the hard-core and bed for the pregnant and sensible!
We chose to get married in Sussex as we own an old Farmhouse in Arlington which neighbours Michelham Priory, so spend most weekends down exploring East Sussex. We wanted an English Country Garden / shabby chic theme with dusky pinks, whites and greys.