Once upon a time when the sun shone...

... and a wedding was had,  there was a tree, by a stream, with a happy couple. 

And the stream would later be filled with rose petals and we would all sing along to "Stand By Me" with a questionable steel band..

... and I wore a frock of 40's persuasion (from the supermarket), red accessories and a cream bag & hat...

... there was a chair of utmost dodgy-ness....

... and a bag full of empty champagne glasses. These glasses later caught wasps. We were most proud.

There was a Grave Yard cat who meewed and followed us. But we had no answers for him..

... as to why anyone would thatch a wall...

There was Pimms on tap, trashing my lip slap and nearly in my lap...

... Apples of Flame...

... and Burnt Menus of Shame...

... and plenty of leaves with names...

.. A tattooed Apple...

.. and the artiste with her creation...

Much cider was swilled, the band played long into the night and I became obsessed with granary bread and pate.

All of a sudden (and I don't know how it happen-ed!) I was trollied, it was dark and time to go to bed.

The End.

 (felt the need to post this today, just to remind myself of warmth & sunshine!)