The weather was kind and the drive beautiful as I made my way north to the Huntingtower Hotel outside Perth. There was a tangible buzz around the place when I arrived and even before the ceremony began I could tell people were up for a good time and ready for a laugh. Which is just as well because my goodness, did we have a laugh although I don’t think Emma always approved.
But I was pleased with the response from the assembled family and friends because I knew what was in store for them at the end – we shared a Quaich. Well, when I say we shared a Quaich it was more like cocktail time. The Best Man brought the Quaich forward, Emma’s Dad added the gin; Gavin’s Dad, the tonic and Emma’s Step-Dad squeezed the lime. Gavin and Emma shared their Quaich and the Dads finished it off. What a hoot.