|The wedding venue|
I didn’t make the DCC Stages Rally at Ingliston on Saturday nor the Rally Time Trial at Kames on Sunday due to a friend’s wedding in Stonehaven on Saturday.
So although Bruce Edwards in the Darrian won on Saturday from Alan Gardiner in the Escort Mk1 and Ross Fernie was third in the Subaru, and Blair McCulloch scored his first ever outright event win in his Nova on Sunday, I saw nothing.
Instead I was some 130 miles to the north enjoying the unusual delights of an unusual wedding. In place of hymns we sang along to Morecambe & Wise’ greatest hit, ‘Bring me Sunshine’, and the equally foot tapping ‘I’m gonna be 500 Miles ‘ originally sung by the Proclaimers, although rather more tunefully than our version - but what it lacked in musicality was bolstered by enthusiasm.
Instead of a traditional wedding feast we had venison and instead of sausage rolls and sannies for late evening nourishment, we had stovies – the ideal ballast for the ‘water of life’. There was no central heating, just an open fire, and no tiled roof over our heads, just canvas. And the loo was on wheels just outside the venue to the left under the trees!
And instead of music we had a ‘proper’ ceilidh band, by ‘proper’ I mean one of those ensembles who teach the steps by way of a musical warm-up and then encourage and cajole everyone to get up and kick the light fantastic. It was the right approach since there were a number of ‘furriners’ amongst the guests, and not just English folk, a Canadian and some French!
The wedding ceremony was rather different too and there wasn’t a dog collar in sight, instead the bride and groom ‘tied the knot’ in the rather more traditional celtic fashion of ‘handfasting’.
Different? Yes. Enjoyable? Hugely. And tonight I’ll raise a glass of Lagavullin to George and Rosalind, with best wishes - Slàinte, sonas agus beartas – and ‘lang may yer lum reek’ too, just as it did in the tepee!