Normally I celebrate Eastre on the more traditional date of the Spring Equinox. This year, however, I was celebrating something even lovelier – my wedding day!
A few days after our eleventh anniversary, Angus got down on one knee in the middle of a fabulously muddy woodland path, and proposed. A month and a day later, we were in Camden Town Hall taking our vows in front of some of our very dearest friends.
Such an overwhelmingly happy day deserves a post in its own right, and shall have one just as soon as I have time to do it justice. I don’t think either of us were prepared for quite what a profoundly positive effect marriage would have on us.
Planning a wedding in a month proved quite the steep learning curve, though. People will surprise you in the best and worst ways, and you learn a fair bit about yourselves – as individuals, and as a couple – in the process. But one lovely thing we realised is, given more time or money, there’s precious little we would have done differently.
Even, in a strange sort of way, the honeymoon…
The day after our wedding we had an eight hour journey north, where we were staying overnight in readiness to bury Angus’s father the next day.
We stopped en route in Oxford, originally intending to spend some time there, but between bitterly cold weather and accompanying borked traffic, we ended up just stopping for lunch before heading off. Still, Oxford. Beautiful place. Although I still wish I’d taken a photo of the gorgeous Tudor building with a Pret a Manger sign affixed to it. We Brits really don’t deserve pretty things!
We arrived to severe weather warnings, and they certainly weren’t exaggerated. It. Was. Freezing! This was the view that greeted us when we left the hotel for the funeral. No, that’s not some weird lighting issue: the horizontal snow really had turned the air white!
Still, Angus felt sure his father would have appreciated the humour of being buried mid-Spring in blizzard conditions and, given everything that’s going on right now, frankly we were just thankful we could be there to say goodbye.
I know what you’re thinking, though: enough about us, where’s the delicious cakes I promised?! Yeah, okay, it’s a fair question…
I almost exactly copied the PaleOMG carrot cupcake recipe for the actual cake. It never turns out anything like hers, but tastes pretty damn good, and that’s the main thing!
For the icing, another recipe that doesn’t turn out anything like the pictures promise – the Carrots ‘n’ Cake fudge cookies! Minus the cocoa and honey, plus a small wedge (about 40g) of creamed coconut. I was going for a kind of bird’s nest thing, so scraped it over with a fork to add some texture.
I topped each “nest” off with some homemade marzipan made into mini eggs, dusted with a little ground cinnamon. Heaven!
So. Got married, said goodbye to my lovely father in law, made awesome cupcakes. Does that mean I can relax now and post more reliably? Er… oh. Sorry, did I neglect to mention we’re hoping to sell up everything we own and move to Vancouver in the next month?
No, really. I know it’s April Fool’s Day, but it’s after midday here. No joke intended – that’s exactly what we plan to do next!