Calling on the vicar

For weeks we had looked forward to this weekend. It was to be a quiet weekend at a country house hotel and we were heartset on relaxing. The hotel in question was one we had viewed as a potential wedding venue and thoroughly liked, just not for our wedding. We had secured an amazon local deal and thought we would sequester ourselves in the peace and quiet of the room to unwind. I did however decide that as the hotel was just outside Stratford on Avon we could combine the weekend with our next meeting with the vicar, which he had requested should take place around about Easter time.

I didn't feel this meeting would detract from the quiet weekend as we could easily see the vicar before checking in to the hotel. As always with us though things didn't remain as simple. 

Instead what actually happened was that we had to shoehorn in a meeting with the mortgage advisor early on Saturday morning. This meeting, which had been due to last two hours, overran considerably meaning that we had to race up to Tredington to see the vicar. Thankfully the timings all worked out... Just. 

This meeting with the vicar saw us discuss in greater detail some of the elements of the ceremony. We (I) decided on at least one of the hymns and the readings. As yet we are still to determine the rest of the music. We discussed the basis of an order of ceremony, which we can start to flesh out. 

The other thing we did was to schedule in a date for the wedding rehearsal. While the weekend beforehand would have been the obvious choice James' parents are not coming down until the Tuesday so we have decided to have our rehearsal on the Wednesday preceding the wedding. It will have to be in the evening as I presume I will be working and so will James. 

After the meeting we frequented the village pub where we could quite easily have a meal on the Wednesday night. They also agreed to open on the day of the wedding so people, namely the groom, could have a quiet drink before the ceremony. It would also offer somewhere for any early arrivals (wishful thinking) to congregate.