Molly's Wedding!

I was asked what Molly's wedding was like and rather than explain, I thought I'd paste an old letter into here and let it do the talking for me:

Gorgeous wedding! Highly recommended venue, service, etc etc 

etc ... Beautiful night!
 

It was held at Vuda Point (the place where Fijians first 

landed in Fiji) at the marina at First Landings Resort. 

Stunning site. A little finger of land out into the sea, 

with a marina on one side and yachts everywhere. 

The wedding took place at sunset, with the sun sinking over 

the water and the sky all pink and gold behind them. 

The theme was pink and gold frangapanis and they were 

everywhere and on everything, including Molly's head, although 

not on the kilts, sashes and sporrans of the Scottish 

contingent although that would have been charming, don't you 

think!

The tables, covered in frangipanis, with frangipani 

centrepieces and frangipani-shaped candles, were set out 

under the stars, surrounded by flaming torches and the night 

was fine, clear, balmy-warm and beautiful. 

Food was Fijian style and just gorgeous too.

Oh, and have to mention the resort provided a big screen TV 

in a bure annex at the back of the site so the Scottish crew - 

and a lot of the Fiji guests - could go watch the Lions play 

rugby in some big game someplace. Don't know who requested it 

but you just hate it when a resort does TOO much to cater to 

guests' whims! All the men kept disappearing all night. It 

was a wonder that any of the speeches etc actually got done. 

Still, it kept everything short and sweet - including the 

highland dancing - and that's never a bad thing. 

Molly looked gorgeous. She had five possible bridal gowns - 

including the to-die-for gorgeous pink embroidered Indian sari 

- but actually, in the end, decided to wear the silk white and 

gold sheath dress with a matching shawl and a pink and gold 

frangipani headpiece. Lovely choice. Really suited her. 

Mike wore the full Frazier kilt (the oldest one they're 

entitled to - apparently the older the tartan the more 

prestigious it is), as did all the men in the groom's family. 

Strangely, it didn't clash with ANYTHING all night. Looks like 

you can wear a kilt anytime anyplace and get away with it. 

Who'd have thunk it! 

After the service Mike's father Jock played the bagpipes (he's 

extraordinarily good) and we all had to dance The Gay Gordon 

and all sorts of other dances, and, naturally,since Fiji doesn't 

know about such things, we all got pretty hilarious.
 

What else? Oh yes! Included in the wedding party were Te Akau, 

dressed as a fairy, and David looking very sharp in a suit and 

spiderman shoes.
 

And, yes, yes, Molly and Mike cried as they said their vows. 

So cute, lah! AND it turns out, according to Mike's brother 

George's speech, Mike, as a very young boy, used to have a 

security blanket he called Molly. It seems he carried Molly 

around with him for wwaaayyy too many years, everywhere he 

went, until long after it got to be a major concern for his 

family. 

And now he marries someone called Molly! Isn't that just so 

weirdly, strangely, bizarrely Freudian.  Things that make 

you go mmm! In fact, things that make you go Mmmmmmmmmm!!!!!
 

What else can I tell you about the night?  Molly and Mike 

didn't have a send-off, deciding to stay for the entire party. 

Well worth it. 

A good night. Big booze-up, lots of catching up with old 

friends, laughs, stupid hats, stupid dances, lots and lots 

and lots of fun! 

AND NO ONE GOT PICKED UP BY POLICE DRIVING BACK TO NADI! 

Minor miracle there!
 

They went off the early the next day for their honeymoon, 

flying up to Savu Savu to join the yacht, and then sailing 

to the old leper colony at Makogai (where mum and dad also 

went on their honeymoon), down to Ovalau, Leulivia and then 

to Beqa, to scuba dive with the sharks ...

... just like what Jane did last Wednesday - which I have 

to mention since Jane was swooped repeatedly by a twelve 

foot tiger shark and found it such a rush she loves to talk 

about it at every available opportunity so feel free to ask 

her to tell you all about it; she'd be so grateful.
 

And that's Molly's wedding. Excellent evening all round! 

You really should have been there!