Such times. Tony Blair was Prime Minister, we saw plenty of Iraq protests and 'another' Iraq war, with a LOT of talk about weapons of Mass Destruction. Christina Aguilera was beautiful and R Kelly was remixing ignition, and we still watched CD:UK with hangovers on Saturday mornings.
We got married May 3rd 2003 in Christ Church Clifton, Bristol. We had a huge bridal party of many little cousins, sisters and friends, and my mum gave me away. We talked about my dad a lot, but only two of my half sibling attended. My grandmother and three of Marc's grandparents were there. None are with us now. I was teaching my first class that year and so many of my little Y3 lovelies trooped from Whitehall to Clifton to be in the congregation. That makes me smile even now, those children are 19 and 20 now! We were so young and naive and made so many silly decisions in those first years.
(look how much hair Marc had!)
The thing is, I cannot believe that was 11 year ago as I still feel as silly, young and unable to make sensible decisions. Only now I have two innocent little girls affected by all our silly decisions!
I hope we are doing our best by them. And by us.
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