Tamworth Wedding 2012

Almost exactly a year after Lyn and David's wedding at The Dag near Tamworth, Gill and I made the 5.5 hour drive to Tamworth again early Saturday morning. This time it was the wedding of Gill's second cousin Ben, and Di  - and this time, we didn't get lost.

The civil ceremony was held in a beautiful tree-shaded garden outside of town, with a reception at one of Tamworth's finest restaurants, which is also where our accommodation was. It was a fantastic wedding; a beautiful ceremony and a suitably jolly reception too.

Gill's cousin Anna and her boyfriend Matt (who was selling ice creams at intermission)

Wayne and Pete

Feeding time just before the ceremony may perhaps have caused the top and bottom end outbursts at crucial (quiet) moments during the ceremony. 

Signing the register

Pete and Bryce

Meg and Gill with their cousins Anna and Laura, and Mel (Dylan's girlfriend) in the front

Lyn and Ethan

The Asbury girls

We had to make a very swift exit from the ceremony because Gill was unable to walk. She had very pretty shoes; and, of course, being pretty is the most important quality shoes can have. Whether or not you can walk in them because they are far too small for your feet is irrelevant. Until you have to walk in them.

The emergency evacuation involved an airlift over the gravel to the 'ambulance' (Wayne's car).

The ceremony took place on Goonoo Goonoo Road

Ethan and Bryce both had a cold over the weekend; poor Bryce was particularly suffering

As the senior male in the family, following the death of Ben's father a few months ago, Wayne was MC

Gill with her other second cousin (Ben's brother), Simon

Last year, Dylan was Nick Cave. This year Dylan IS Mick Jagger

Pete and I seemed to have developed something of a reputation for dancing. Pete performed his legendary "Riverdance" jig and I did the usual nonsense. The rather ambitious "Starfish" move, inaugurated last year (featuring Pete upside down with his legs over my shoulders) was surprisingly successful. However, my attempted two footed leap from an upright position in to a press-up ended up being a face plant. To the disappointment of many, there were no broken bones; just a bit of blood, a bruised ego.... and a band-aid.