We flew to Cyprus on the Monday, went to the Town Hall to have our documents registered on the Tuesday.
Wednesday we all had a late breakfast in the pub. Got back to our villa and started to get ready. Future Hubby went for a haircut.
Married at 4pm.
I wore grey and silver.
We got married in an old house which had been turned into a museum of how people used to live.
The mayor married us. My gay friend gave me away. My sister was the best man.
We had a lovely meal in a private room of a restaurant nearby. While we were eating we got a phone call to say out photographs were ready and they dropped them off to us at the restaurant the same night.
Including myself and hubby there were 9 of us.
Spent a few days in Cyprus having barbecues and enjoying being all together.
Flew back to the UK and a few days later we attended my sister's 50th wedding anniversary - where we told everyone we were married. Mixed response. One of the family no longer speaks to me - her loss, everyone else surprised but happy.
Travelled round the Cotswolds for a few days as honeymoon.