Here's a how-dee-do!

I had a grand time at the wedding, and have much to tell and show you. But at the moment, I am without pictures. The MacBook insists that it's not connected to the Internet. Sorry. Can't help. Where is Archie when I need him? It was connected very recently – I emailed the pictures to it from my iPad this morning, and they're there.

And what is a wedding, without pictures?

The Internet is fine – this Windows 10 machine is connected.

I can but proceed, and hope that the Windows 10-Blogger interface will function this morning. [Answer: No, it won't.] I was very interested to hear that it works for you, Jean. (And that you are a Freecell fan. I'm going to have to ask Archie to delete it for me – I'm spending too much time there. I'm up to 92% by dint of applying the MLE System.)

[The MacBook works in the kitchen. I'll start again.]

Well, parts of the wedding really need pictures, but I can tell you that it went wonderfully and that a good time was had by all. It was an informal, even slightly hippy wedding, meticulously planned to the smallest detail. The pretty little church is tiny but we all managed to cram ourselves in, feeling slightly like a football crowd.

Here is a picture I took of a pew-ful of grandchildren with, in the foreground, Lucy who is expecting to be the mother of our first great-grandchild.

Archie and Alistair and, on the right, Alistair's sister Rachel are the most conspicuous of the grandchildren.

There was a lovely moment at the beginning of the service when Hellie came in – there are no pictures of this. Three or four strides were enough to get her down the isle, looking stunning. She kissed Matt quickly on the cheek.

I was perhaps a bit disappointed that more was not made of the Unst Bridal Shawl, but it wouldn't have suited the style of things to display it more than this:

Everybody admired the pocket squares extravagantly.

Here are some more pictures:

And Perdita is fine. The friend who was feeding her had hoped to sit here for a while for some lap-time and purring. That is not the Purrdator's style.

 

And I got quite a bit of knitting done on the sleeveless vest, in the back of the car and over breakfast on Sunday. I've nearly reached the underarm, which as every vest-knitter knows means, nearly finished. I didn't need the extra skein, but I reached “nearly” on that as well. I did get it wound, in the back of the car during yesterday's return journey.

This week may be a bit on-off, blogging-wise, as various family members pass through in a post-wedding wedding state, to visit my husband.