Wedding weekend

Scott and I went to a wedding on Saturday. We met all the other people from my work at London Bridge station at midday to catch the train to Harpenden, in Hertfordshire, which is north of London. The bride was a girl from work, Clare, a lovely young woman and one of the duty managers. I have been at work for nearly 4 months now, and it was lovely to be invited. There were 12 of us who travelled together up to the wedding, and we met up with others at the pub next to the churchyard. There we had lunch, chatted to the groom, and waited until 2.30pm when we walked through the churchyard to the church. The church was lovely. Not Catholic from what I could tell, and really quite old. I did feel like I was back at school with all the hymns we sang, but nevertheless it was a lovely ceremony.

After the ceremony, the happy couple posed for photos outside, including a group photo with all of us museum peoples. Then we walked to the village hall, where the reception was being held. It was on the other side of the village, but it was a lovely walk through the village and a large green area, which took about 20 minutes. The reception was a barn dance. Nice and informal. It was such a great idea though. Barn dancing is not a thing a lot of people do often, but everyone was willing to get up and dance. The music was great too. All in all a really fun, relaxed reception.

We stayed overnight at the same hotel everyone else was, which worked out really well, as we had breakfast with them the next morning. Then most people drove/were driven to St Albans, a Roman town nearby to have lunch in one of England's oldest pubs. It was a lovely place, with nice food.

All in all a really lovely weekend.

I am meeting a girl I met in my Victorian London course tonight. I think we will just be grabbing a bite to eat and catching up a bit.

:-)