Gloriously imperfect!



My first and last attempt at making a wedding cake!



 Don't look too closely at either the cake or the mother-of-bride



 Got out of bed at 5 am this morning as stressing about getting the wedding cake assembled.  Father of bride called upon to cut the dowels to appropriate size (I cannot cut in a straight line).   He can also lay claim to having made the stand for the cake.   My only comment is that I do not recommend this task for mothers-of-bride who are novice cake-makers as the stress levels are very high and as the title suggests I have settled for glorious imperfection! 

  I now need to get changed out of my pyjamas as it's  10am and other tasks need to be done - 3 days to go till the big day .........................

PS The sun is shining is Skye ..............

Something new, something blue ......



Lace garter-making in progress



I'm lucky to have crafty friends (they are not fly and sly, just talented) and not least Sheila Robb,whose hobby is lace-making.   I received an email last week to say she had made the bride a garter which duly arrived in the post and indeed it is exquisite.  As you can see, Sheila also has a wonderful collection of bobbins which are definitely collectors' items and, like the garter bound to become family heirlooms!

Morna admiring the intricate detail on the finished article

The bride was not willing to pose for the photographer wearing the garter - not today anyway!

Something old, something borrowed ......


  

The pearls getting the treatment on Shirley's new craft table





It's now less  than a week until the wedding and the bride has arrived home in Skye for the final preparations.  Morna is going to wear a set of Granny's pearls to complement her wedding dress, possibly the oldest set Granny owned,  as I remember them from my childhood.  Being in need of repair, Shirley, my creative and crafty (oops - good at crafts, I mean!) friend was called to action and she restrung the pearls and cleaned them up.   Shirley had just returned return from Texas, having been visiting family to celebrate her ?0th birthday.  The craft table was a birthday gift and so was put to good use immediately.  They pearls now look fantastic so well done Shirley and mòran taing!  Now, if any of you need your jewellery sorted please contact ......



Granny wearing her pearls in the 1980s as she returns from visiting daughter Mairi in Australia



Hens do the Royal Wedding!

Getting wedding tips from HRH!




The Royal Wedding provided the perfect excuse (and a Friday off work!) for a ladies get-together, lots of cake, Prosecco and Pimms.  Mother of bride (not Mrs Middleton) did however introduce a place-card making activity into the proceedings, so that she could tick off another task for June 3rd.  So, if your place-card is squint, blame it on the Pimm's.  There were also cakes a-plenty!

 

Nephew Iain helps the bride cut the Royal wedding cake

 
  

This male prefers to eat cake than jump out of it!



 



Granny would have liked the fact that the decor from her cake was then used on Joan's!



30th April was the official Hen Night Out, culminating in dinner and cocktail-making at Arta in Glasgow City Centre where we met up with Mog and other members of the Butcher family.

Joan's birthday was an excuse to have even more cake and we thought of Granny on her last birthday.   She would have enjoyed seeing her granddaughters all dressed, hair done and ready to party.   The diets have now started again so it sounds as if May will be a cakeless month!