Sadly not the squire surveying his estate...

Just the step-father of the bride enjoying a peaceful post wedding day breakfast.
The Reston/McCabe/Auger circus packed up and moved on, separating to such disparate destinations as Sydney, Yorkshire, France, Bristol, London and Cambridge.
For some a tour of the building works that is H&J's house preceded a lunch in the pub less than ten metres away from the aforementioned works. 
Not a lot of enthusiasm was shown for drinks alcoholic. Plenty for food in some quarters.
Then for us, a drive to Stansted, an hour sitting on the plane waiting for it to take off on account of some weather, a two hour flight and the three hour drive got us back home at 1:30 am, almost exactly five days after we had left. It felt like a lot longer...