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| Emma and her bridesmaids. Well she couldn’t choose. |
I tend to navigate my way around Scotland using a mixture of public houses (for The Vu, for instance, you turn left at the West Port in Linlithgow) or golf courses if I am out in the country. So there I was on the first and with hindsight the only dry Saturday in May driving back out towards Whitekirk Golf Club just above Tyninghame Beach in east Lothian. I had been there two weeks before for a bracing, yes, bracing that’s the word, game of golf but just before the golf club I turned right into the Ravensheugh estate continued to end of that road and then onto a track that lead to the amazing Ravensheugh Beach Cabin.
i carry your heart with me (i carry it inmy heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
My abiding memory is standing admiring the view across the beach with Emma and Ben’s convivial friends and family. Many were from England and had never attended a Humanist wedding before so there was much to chat about. I left as the food started to arrive but I can tell you the canopes were to die for.
Could you please ask where the marquee was hired? I'm looking to married at Ravensheugh myself but the cost of tent hire might blow it for me alas.