Dreamlike

Momentous occasions always feel a bit dreamlike to me.

The astonishing weather that we found in Barrow-in-Furness had a dreamlike quality too. Here's the tiny and beautiful Piel Island, just off Barrow:

Barrow-in-Furness, for goodness' sake, where my earliest - though very happy - memories of beaches were of howling gales and grey skies.

And here we are, in February, flat calm, stunning sunshine. No Photoshop, no nothing. This is just how it was.

In the Olden Days they might have said it was an omen.

Emily and Gareth are getting married tomorrow. I hope the Olden Days were right.