The Wedding

This weekend was Ernest and Yvette's church wedding. I say "church" because they are already Husband and Wife, but they were married in an English registry office. They decided they wanted to seal the whole thing with all the trimmings, and why not?

So in the morning, all over Gibraltar, Sanguinettis and Gonzales' (and a few Feeks) were busy zipping dresses, tying ties and applying make-up, and generally preparing for the event.

Here are the boys with their cousin, Ewan.



The men.



All the men.


And here is Bianca and me, hoping we cut the mustard. I think we do, despite the fact that I look a bit sick.


They were married in the Cathedral in the center on Gibraltar, which is an Main Street. For those of you who don't know, Main Street is like the high-street of Gibraltar, so the walk to church was a very public thing. It's really nice, the people in the street get a little show, and the wedding parties get to show off their get-ups.

Anyway, Bride and Groom were beautifully turned out. The Bride was blushing and in the long tradition of healthy and successful weddings, we were all left wondering why she would marry him. Earnest: In case you read this, that IS a backhanded compliment.

The wedding went smoothly, though Yvette did get the giggles, because the wedding vows unearthed a well kept secret. Ernest has a mystery middle name, given to him by his Mum at birth, and mentioned never more until today. Ernest Sandro Sanguinetti. I like it.

After the wedding we went to the Botanical gardens for a photo session. I've yet to see the official photo's, but Yvette's dress was lovely, and when I get hold of something, I'll post it here.

There was a reception, and I'm glad to say that I was too busy having a good time to take any photographs. Good.

That's all for now,

Nick