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The Wedding

 Keeping true to the weather forecast, we woke to pouring rain on the day of the wedding.


Getting ready...
As is tradition, the Wilkin contingency found themselves lost on the way to the church and we thought we might actually miss the wedding. Luckily, we spotted the bridal car driving past and were able to follow the bride and groom to the church. We made it just in time to run in and take our seats before Tom and Fausta entered the church.

Just before the ceremony, the clouds cleared and we were treated to sunshine. It was perfect timing.

The ceremony was held at a little church just outside Fausta's home town with a lovely view of the lake. The ceremony was in Italian and we followed along with our English booklet. We were all very impressed with Tom's vows, spoken in full Italian! Ruth topped it off with the Ave Maria which was excellent and the locals loved it.
The Church

Ave Maria
 








Witnesses doing their thing!

 
Just Married!
What a good looking sposo
...and the beautiful sposa!|
The reception was held at a venue on a hill with yet another stunning view. As soon as we entered it was nothing but food, great company, food, delicious local wine and more food. The challenge was on to make it through the 7 courses (plus dessert and pre-starter starters). We were spoilt; the food was absolutely delicious.
 

View from the reception!





We danced the night away with Tom, our new sister in law and our new Italian family.
 
It was the perfect day with family and friends. We were all happy to see Tom so happy and in his element. I'll let the photos tell you the rest of the story.


Fabio! Tom and Faustas gorgeous nephew
Brand new mother in law

The first Wilkin child to be married - exciting times!

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