Blossom pilferers

A friend got married in this old Norman church with some old wall paintings featuring things like warriors wrestling with pigs. The crown of thorns mounted on a dark background is a powerful piece of art, even if that's not what it is intended to be.

It was a brilliant day crammed full of blossom stealing for confetti (see extra of Laura caught in the act), discovering incestuous conservation links and old family ties (Sophie who I was sat next to knows my great auntie Mary from a random Devon village) and twerking next to the cheese platter.

Hats off to the extended first salsa dance of the happy couple. Muy impresivo. Weddings always put me on an adrenaline high.