First, the rubbishiest confetti throwing ever, the man behind the camera on the far side is my godfather, the hand behind me is my godmothers. The confetti throwing was rubbish mainly because our families thought it logical to get children 1/4 of our heights to throw it at us. the pavement had a very good do. (also, I have very bad posture dont tell me.)
I have NO idea what is going on here, but I love it.
Also, I did not want to leave my bouquet. No one bothers to tell you you may form a deep and meaningful relationship with a bunch of flowers, I nearly cried when I left for honeymoon. Ma in law re-presented me with it when we got home, the cabbages had rotted.