07/04/2024 - 'Father of the Bride' by David
After two years of excitement following the announcement of their engagement, my daughter Rachel married her boyfriend Max this week, and it was a glorious and emotional day. The venue, a farmhouse with converted barns, within the island's West Wight countryside, was gorgeous, and the day was just perfect. While the ladies were having their hair and make up done at the farmhouse, the men were in the annex trying on our jackets and ties. We could hear them laughing, helped along by prosecco, while we were sorting our button holes and pocket squares between kraken shots. I wore my dad's ring and the cufflinks with Father Of The Bride etched on them that Rachel had given me. I was also presented with a tie that had a photo of the two of us from when she was a baby, printed on the inside. It was a lovely touch, and I couldn't wait to see her in her dress. Since my diagnosis, Rachel and I have been hoping that my failing legs would allow me to walk her down the aisle,