Octavia used to have some paper table napkins inscribed frugal is such an ugly word. I don’t mind frugality. It makes room for the occasional splurge. I’m rather more uncomfortable with excess, something modern weddings seem to have a lot of.
So I like this photo of my parents with friends and family (mostly my father’s family as my mother married in England in the days before cheap air travel). The date was 28th August 1948, so today would have been their 70th wedding anniversary.
No one could accuse the outfits of being excessive. No fascinators, and only a few hats. My grandmother, pictured holding my father’s hand, looks very plainly attired. In 1948 clothes were still rationed, so my mother wore the best dress she owned, and remained miffed for a very long time that her sister Margaret, her matron of honour, wore a much nicer one. I have family pictures of weddings in the 20s where the brides are in white flapper dressers, with veils held in place with floral wreaths, so this picture of this wedding is very much of its time.
But the thing I like most about it is the dog. How many formal wedding photos do you know where the family dog is right in the centre of the picture, in the front row? Whatever my mother thought of her new in-laws, and she thoroughly disliked my father’s father, she shared the love of animals which runs through the veins of everyone in my family. It’s not a bad place to start.