I love a Scottish wedding! In fact, I love Scotland to bits, and going back there is my all time favourite pastime. I have such a soft spot for the earthy banter over peaty single malts (drunk by the quarter gill), as well as the Scot’s complete lack of pretension.
I also have a thing for the weather.
Scotland takes pride in it’s ability to experience all four seasons in a single day, (on occasion in a single hour), and this wedding from early May certainly lived up to that boast. The early morning start driving from Edinburgh through the snow covered Pentland Hills was halted twice by an impossibly aggressive hailstorm on the road to Innerleithen. Yet, by the time I arrived at Sarah-Jane’s wee lodge at Cringletie House the sun was out. And then it rained. All in all a perfect Scottish day.
Sarah-Jane and Camus’ rustic countryside wedding, to me, is Scotland in a nutshell. Hail, storms, hip flasks of single malt, heartfelt speeches, a great old Ceilidh, and the whole thing done in a teepee.
I was also extra impressed with Sarah-Jane’s completely carefree attitude towards her (presumably quite expensive) Justin Alexander wedding gown. She simply popped on a pair of welly boots and partied like there was no tomorrow.
Too good to be true. Really.