A Wedding in Provence


Today was a very special day: the wedding of Georgia and Florent, two dear friends of Lucy and part of our extended family.  Georgia and Lucy have been close friends for 10 years since they met at St Andrews University and Florent is simply the nicest chap, certainly the nicest French chap EVER!!!!!  They are so in love and so happy, you can almost touch the joy.  It’s everything you want for your daughter: for her to be marrying a chap who looks at her as though he can hardly believe his luck and for her to be looking back the same way….. sigh….

Anyway, the wedding was held in a lovely villa estate in Lourmarin, a quaint Luberon village.  Le Galinier de Lourmarin.  website The day was perfect weather-wise as only a Provencal day can be.  We drove over at about 315 and found a large group already enjoying the lovely gardens.  Caught a peek of Lucy from an upstairs window.

At 4pm we assembled in the garden and the bridal procession began.  The bridesmaids and the groomsmen all looked wonderful, Florent escorted his mother, and then Georgia walked through the gardens on the arm of her father.  She looked absolutely radiant and her dress was perfection.  Florent’s friend and best man was the celebrant and he did a wonderful job.  The legal wedding had taken place in Perth, Western Australia a few weeks ago.  This was a family and friends celebration for a wider group.

Georgia had a large crowd of St Andrews friends from all over the world and it was wonderful to catch up with many of them again.  Really nice kids.

After the ceremony we adjourned to the gardens and the villa courtyard where there was music and wonderful hors d’oevres washed down by fine wines and endless champagne. I could have just dined on the appetisers alone!  We enjoyed a great couple of hours of this.  Then Georgia and Florent went off for photographs in a decorated Citroen 2CV.  So cute.  When they returned we formed a line and showered them with rose petals.  Lovely.

Dinner was held in a large marquee: wonderful beef, cheese selection and macaroons and profiteroles.  One of those towers of profiteroles that are traditional at French weddings.  Lots of dancing….. speeches.  A memorable one from Georgia’s father.  Florent and Georgia spoke.  Lucy – if I say it as a proud mama – made a lovely speech, full of the love she and her friends have for Georgia and now for Florent.  We were very proud of her.

We left at about s quarter to 1, feet tired from the dancing, but full of happiness at having been part of such a great day.  Thank you to the Goonewardines for inviting us to be part of such a very special event.