Lets Hear It For The Boy!

Saturday saw the marrying off of the legend that is Tim Hewitt (pictured here getting friendly with my wall!)

What a day! You just knew as Tim's dulcet tones boomed down the PA, to the most brilliant wedding entrance that it was going to be a great day! The only time I've ever heard whoops and cheers as the bride (Anna) walked the line!

Great Thai themed reception- only those two could assert that orange and pink go together and make it work! No really work!

Great friends.. some amazing tributes!

Bless you both loads.. we're all praying lots. We love you the Hewitts!!!!

(p.s.. would put up photos of said day.. but forgot to take any.. duh!.. if anyone wants to email me some!)

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Rebekah Hanbury said…

Hello lovely jude!!

Thought I would let you know that I have put up some pictures of the reception getting ready!

www.flickr.com/photos/beckiehanbury

Not many of the actual day - have you managed to find any yet?

Loved working with you - it was a good day! ...random question: I dont suppose you have seen a black box full of jam jars by any chance?

Hope your well!
xxxx

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