Our wedding

Can Quet, Deia.
I don't think I'll ever forget what a wonderful day it was, from getting ready in the hotel with mum and Sarah, to arriving and the boys chanting "Mummy, mummy", the amazing food, the candles (that wouldn't light), our friends who partied with huge energy, the singing and dancing (Ned and the gang, Juan and his Johnny B Good and the improvised Morrocan stuff at 4am) our fantastic extended family and of course my lovely man.