Dear Mary, Mary Quite Contraries,
We're back from our honeymoon at the Sedum Cascades and we wanted to thank you all for your warm wishes following our wedding last week. It was such a special day and having all of you share in our joy made it all the more memorable. We have suggested that a drinks reception might be a nice way to carry on the celebrations with those of you who were unable to attend our spur-of-the-moment wedding, but Katie reckons that really would be pushing the boat too far into kooky land and that her husband's eyes would fall out of their sockets from rolling too much if she told him that she was organising a real-life drinks reception to celebrate the marriage of a pair of trolls.
We thought we'd share some snaps from our honeymoon before it's back to planet earth next week (so Katie says- but I wouldn't hold her to it.)
We had a lovely time at the Sedum Cascades. Most of the time, we pulled a John n' Yoko and spent a lot of time enjoying life from our bed relishing every moment, but we did get out every now and again.
There seemed to be a lot of construction work going on at the Sand Pit Resort, but we found our little islands of bliss.
Adam and Eve-ing it at the Orchard.
The Katy Apple Tree is on the smaller scale so it was perfect for us, with just a step. We've been told that this is the first year the apples haven't been stolen by wild dogs and children before ripening.
This was a first for us. We've been told it's actually a very large courgette but I suppose that doesn't have as nice a ring to it. It was like a cross between banana boats and paddleboarding.
Jolly good fun.
Oh, this last week has been thrilling, but the best part of all was just being together.
Thank you again for all of your warm wishes.
Katie will snap out of her playful mood sooner or later and get back to the real stuff like; what she going to do about that huge pampas grass that she planted a year or two ago that has now taken over. It is totally impractical.
See; it's taking over the drive and I'm sure it's annoying the neighbours as it hangs over their fence.
Still, I suppose it can be rather fetching...
Bob and Judith Troll