Rustic French Wedding at La Leotardie
There’s always something about a couple’s wedding day that you remember and with Karla and Paul I think it would be the phrase: it didn’t matter.
Even though it was the South of France in July, the weather started off drizzling – it didn’t matter. The sun dried everything up and they could be married as they wanted; outside under the trees.
There was a regional power cut delaying dinner – it didn’t matter. The candles gave enough light, the chefs worked around it and everyone ended up singing to pass the time anyway.
Speeches, cake cutting and the first dance all ran late – it didn’t matter. I don’t think anyone could’ve told you the time that night. The singing and dancing went on until the next morning.
Paul’s uncle provided music during the ceremony, and while the guests were waiting, he sang: Here Comes the Sun. When I hear that song now, I’m immediately transported back to La Leotardie on that warm sunny afternoon, waiting for the bride to make her entrance. xx