We had a magical venue,(the Poggio Piglia near Chiusi in Tuscany), a gorgeous bride and groom, (see photos), and perfect weather, so felt very blessed.
While the rest of the party flew to Italy, we announced our intention of driving and making a big holiday out of it. We were promptly put in charge of ferrying very important wedding things down through Europe, including, amongst many many other things, antique silver rose-bowls and candle-holders, and the wedding dress! We had a couple of hot sleepless nights in Venice on the trip down, worrying about the car parked outside the city packed with all its irreplaceable goodies…
The wedding ceremony was held in an atmospheric medieval cloistered courtyard at the Town Hall in Chiusi. The bride was exactly an hour and two minutes late (yes, honestly). Luckily the groom knew her well enough to stay cool and send the waiting guests down to the bar in the village for a few more bottles of Prosecco. The best man (who admittedly does work in the Security industry), joked he had to put the Mayor in an arm-lock to stop him from going home. All ended well, though, and the Mayor forgot his annoyance at the vision of the bride when she finally turned up!
And if that’s not a great plot for my next book, then I don’t know a great plot when I come across one!