We recently had the pleasure of spending some time in Sydney with my sister to help celebrate her wedding.
I am fortunate to have fantastic siblings, an older brother and younger sister, but we were born particularly closely …so we are very close in age.
This created a bit of love-hate growing up…
But mostly love…
I can’t tell you how much pleasure I got from being a part of my sisters’ wedding, to an absolutely fabulous guy.
My sister organised all of her wedding, right down to making the wedding favours - cotton totes with “To have & to hold” printed on them:
and designing a lolly-table (all the jars are hers):
The Reception was at The Tea Rooms, and their service was fantastic. Lots of dancing. And the best groom’s speech I have ever heard. I wish I had it written down. One of my favourite parts was when he described the first time he met my sister at a function. He said meeting her was like looking at the sun and then looking away and still having the image forever in your memory. Loved it.
But, as for this post’s title?
A little joke for my sister, who at about age 11 had an almighty melt-down when she felt she was being forgotten in our family. It went something like this..
“My rooms was last to be painted, I was the last to get a door, I am the last to get new clothes and… I was the last to be born!!!”
As you can imagine, it took a while to live that one down.
Romana xx
I am fortunate to have fantastic siblings, an older brother and younger sister, but we were born particularly closely …so we are very close in age.
This created a bit of love-hate growing up…
But mostly love…
I can’t tell you how much pleasure I got from being a part of my sisters’ wedding, to an absolutely fabulous guy.
Married at Watson Bay chapel. Stunning location.
My daughters got to be a part of the wedding party too:
Me with Miss T and Miss I.
As did my sister’s daughter Miss A:
My sister organised all of her wedding, right down to making the wedding favours - cotton totes with “To have & to hold” printed on them:
and designing a lolly-table (all the jars are hers):
The Reception was at The Tea Rooms, and their service was fantastic. Lots of dancing. And the best groom’s speech I have ever heard. I wish I had it written down. One of my favourite parts was when he described the first time he met my sister at a function. He said meeting her was like looking at the sun and then looking away and still having the image forever in your memory. Loved it.
But, as for this post’s title?
A little joke for my sister, who at about age 11 had an almighty melt-down when she felt she was being forgotten in our family. It went something like this..
“My rooms was last to be painted, I was the last to get a door, I am the last to get new clothes and… I was the last to be born!!!”
As you can imagine, it took a while to live that one down.
My sis and I.
Sorry you were the last to be born sis, but you can say you might have been the last to get married …but I think it was worth the wait. I wish you so much happiness :)Romana xx
6 comments:
So glad you shared this photo Romana, and some pieces of a lovely day. You must be happy that you'll be able to see more of your sister, in Sydney. You're both beautiful. It sounds like it was a perfect wedding.
Cheers,
Lisa x
Gorgeous photos too.
You're both utterly gorgeous! And so are the kids!
your sister was a pretty bride! and the little flower girls were adorable
It looks like a wonderful wedding! You all look fab :-)
Sounds like a really lovely wedding! Congratulations to the newly weds! Enjoy the beautiful weekend, Kellie xx
thank you for all your lovely comments :) We had a great time and it was nice to share it with you all!
R xx
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