Jacqui and Colin’s wedding at the Carnmarth Hotel, Newquay on Saturday 14th September 2013 with ‘Party-Girl’ Lily
With Lola on south coast wedding duty today under the auspices of Chauffeur Bob, Chauffeur Steff had the honour of venturing into hitherto uncharted territory, accompanied by our ‘Party-Girl’ Lily, to a place called ‘Tredhespan’ or ‘Trispen’ as it is most commonly known.
Readers of our blogs would have no doubt noticed that we do like to include the top stories of the day along with one or two historic factoids.
You can always tell when good news stories are thin on the ground by the nature of the main stories making the headlines.
We have to confess that we’re struggling, particularly with a ‘landmark’ headline for the 14th September 2013.
Believe it or not, the main news of the day as far as the papers and national TV were concerned was news of the government’s plan to introduce a 5p charge for plastic carrier bags in England.
This day in history…
1752 – Britain adopts the Gregorian Calendar.
1868 – Golf’s 1st recorded hole in one (Tom Morris at Prestwick’s 8th hole).
1959 – Soviet Union’s Luna 2 is 1st spacecraft to land on the moon.
Not forgetting of course…
2013 – British government announce 5p charge for carrier bags!
Anyways, back to Jacqui’s bridal boudoir somewhere in ‘the sticks’ near Truro and today’s history in the making. Chauffeur Steff has posted this report…
You’d probably be forgiven for thinking that because Strawberry Leisure is such a busy wedding transport company that we’ve been everywhere, but in my case you’d be wrong.
Today Lily and I were heading north easterly, set for a little village the Cornish call Tredhespan or Trispen to the rest of us.
Things are a lot easier on the roads at this time of year but as I set off up the A30 there were one or two reminders of the summer chaos with a few hot spots of static traffic punctuating my journey.
Fortunately, this wasn’t a problem as we habitually build-in extra travelling times for such eventualities.
Now, Trispen is a tiny village in the parish of St Erme. It has its own Post Office and a quaint pub called the Clock and Key and it was at the pub I decided to stop and take a closer look at the detailed map that showed where I was to rendezvous with Jacqui (the bride).
Busy concentrating on where I should be next, there was a sharp tap on the window. Colin (the groom) had spotted Lily and came out of the pub to greet me. “No need for the map”, he says, “park by the white gate and Jacqui will walk up to meet you”.
Being nice and early, I decided to wipe Lily down outside the pub and had a chat with some of the locals – she was proving quite an attraction.
Pampering over with, it was time to manoeuvre Lily to the top of the lane where Jacqui lives, in preparation to formally greet the bridal party.
Jacqui emerged wearing a full bridal gown complete with a beautiful bouquet of white roses and accompanied by her two sons, Gideon and Jared, who were Jacqui’s official escorts for the day.
Also present were; Matron of Honour, Tamsin (daughter of bride), Chloe (also daughter of the bride,) a professional singer who’d later be performing a song specially composed by herself for the ceremony and finally, not forgetting the lovely bridesmaids; Jacqui’s grandchildren Marni and Naomi.
With everyone safely on board, we cast off for Newquay. Lily chugged her way up the hill to the main road. One after another, guests honked their car horns as they passed us on the bypass, much to the amusement of all on board. At one point we were all laughing that loud, we couldn’t even hear Lily’s klaxon!
Eventually we made it to the Carnmarth Hotel, where the ceremony and afternoon reception were scheduled. Jacqui and the bridal party were escorted through the rear of the hotel to the registrar, leaving Lily and me to park up at the front.
Lily caused a lot of attention outside the hotel as passers-by gathered to take photos and ask questions, even members of staff came out to have photos taken next to Lily.
Then exactly on time, the bride and groom walked out on to the hotel balcony as Mr. and Mrs. Pound. As they walked down the hotel steps, the guests showered them with confetti and they boarded Lily for a champagne toast. Our ‘curtain-call’ before the reception was a lovely trip down to nearby Little Fistral beach. Here the happy newlyweds were able to catch their breath and the late afternoon sun whilst enjoying a few moments alone on the sand.
Congratulations to a smashing couple x.
All photographs by Strawberry Leisure unless otherwise stated.