I wake early (still not quite used to the time difference), I take my time getting organised and enjoy a bath.  After sorting Rowan’s suit and ironing it, Nan you would be ashamed.  I really am a terrible housewife.  We get out just before 10am checkout, packed ready to go.  Relentless rain is still here and we are trying to set up the venue, we arrive before the brides to find the toilet man attempting to drop off a trailer with three toilets.  The land has become so muddy that Rowan and I make the executive decision to get them parked on the berm outside the property.  The farm is on a dirt road that does have others using it but not many.  These toilets actually become talk of the wedding later on, they play music, have air conditioning and are nicer than most home bathrooms.  Luckily these are all self sufficient and don’t need power.  We find a break in the rain and set up our little tent.

We have a chat to Heather and we need to move on to plan B, it will be too slippery to get to the first location and the water is getting higher.  Plan B is the old Featherston Church which is her grandmas art studio.  A beautiful old weatherboard church, Heather isn’t happy as she doesn’t want to get married in a church.  I tell her it really isn’t one and she is already legally married a year ago (in order to get adoption moving they had a small covid wedding a year ago).  The task of clearing out the church for chairs begin.  As the afternoon comes along more and more people show up.  Rowan is quite tired so we head off at 5pm to the hotel.  The hotel is quite old and has some original fixtures around.  Unfortunately the place has been renovated to look a bit more modern but has failed in a way.  It definetly feels more fresh and clean but there are some hand basins from the 20’s that drag the room down.  They really needed to replace them or done what I would have and leaned into the heritage more so they worked in the rooms.  The bathrooms are full deco and all have a bath and a shower.  I really have no complaints, it is clean and tidy.  We head down to the dining room where the pressed tin ceiling is incredible, we have dinner and enjoy a pub meal. 

Saturday is here!  I get ready taking my time, check out is at 10am but the wedding is at 3pm, I want to make sure that my makeup and hair would last till then.  The weather is really nice for a wedding and we only have the odd shower.  Rowan and I head off the the local cafe for a coffee and I run into Heather’s brother.  By the time we have fluffed around we arrive after 11am at the farm.  Everything appears under control but the brides are not ready yet!  I find Katie still making the final touches. The kids are being passed around which makes things a bit easier.  Rowan yells out to me to take Katie home to get ready.  So I jump in the car and drive her the 30min trip back into town, we only have over an hour to get her ready and then drive back.  Katie hops in the shower, Heather is getting her makeup done by a friend.  I end up doing Katie’s makeup for her, I kept it simple and really wanted her natural beauty to shine.  We are running late on our way back to the farm, I tell her not to worry they can’t start without you.  I also had Rowan’s suit in the back of the car so he couldn’t get dressed until I arrived.  The ceremony was really lovely, I was too busy taking photos so never made it in to sit down, I got to see the whole thing from the back.  Wendy the grandmother did the ceremony, it involved the two boys which really made it special.  Mandy, Heather’s mum was wearing her awesome pink reverend robes.  After the ceremony we all got in a photo in front of the church then had afternoon platters and drinks while the wedding party went off for more photos.  Rowan asked if he could get out of his suit as soon as he could.  He lasted a full hour in it.  After some mingling I ended up hanging out with two gay couples most of the night.  A lot of the other guests had husbands, wives and kids or were family of the brides.  The church was transformed into a disco, lights and music. Some guests couldn’t get their head around us being professionally homeless, some said “Oh that is awesome” but you could see in their eyes they thought ‘f*ck that!’ The night went pretty fast, I thought I would be in bed early but made it to be one of the last few. Just before going to bed we found some sasuages and cooked them up for the guests who were still standing. I am not sure how many were there probably around 60 guests.