Sunday, November 20, 2011

In the year BB (Before Blog), a boy met a girl during our autumn production of Tom Stoppard's Arcadia.

I don't remember much of this show beyond it needing a tortoise, a hideously long dining room table, Gordon being very good as something prodigal, Asha also, Ian A making inappropriate comments backstage, Ross fretting about learning his intensely intellectual lines and my wearing of jeans that were inappropriately low-slung. (My own - so my own fault.)

But during this show, Gordon met Lorna. The spark that is the spark that matters was - whatever the spark is. Kindled? Ignited? Teased? Provoked? Lit? Whichever, this is where it began.

And yesterday, they were officially wed.

In the loveliest of ceremonies in the midst of the very loveliest of celebrations in the midst of the wilds of (Western - just) Scotland.

We wish them all the very wellest of wellness with their marital bliss.

(Though I don't think they'll need it as they seem to have got this togetherness thing down to a fine art. Well done, lady and gentleman. And have fun.)

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