Fly, my pretty, fly!

The beautiful Sally snapped as the wind caught her veil as she came out of the church with her new husband David.

It was a most magical, wondrous day. The wedding took place in a village outside Norwich and the church a short stride away from Sally's mum's home where the party was being held. A marquee with dance floor had been erected in a beautiful meadow full of buttercups and instead of a sit-down, formal meal a fish and chip van provided all the guests with the perfect supper.

The atmosphere was friendly, relaxed and full of love.

A perfect day, as despite heavy rain in the morning the sun shone in the afternoon and for most of the evening.