A wonderful hot sunny day for a wonderful wedding at Bignor Park West Sussex,
The maytrees' speech read something like this:
Firstly, I should like to
thank all those who have worked so hard, and in many cases behind the scenes,
to help make this such a special day for
the youngest daughter of Breda the mother of the bride, and for Catherine’s
husband Johnny, and his mother Sheila. A
special thanks too, to Sheila’s late
husband Neil, with whom we had a most enjoyable tea on the family farm when
we as Catherine’s parents, were being introduced to Johnny’s father and mother.
Hopefully we passed muster.
Catherine is the
youngest of our four children with the oldest her brother Ed, being some 12 years older. One might expect four young
children to have fights and quarrels amongst themselves but never so far as I can recall, did such
involve Catherine. Like her older sister Alice, she attended Wimbledon Ursuline
Prep and High Schools, where to date,
some of the girls she met there are still
friends, and indeed Dominique, Josie, Felicity are among her bridesmaids today. But Catherine
of course also has many friends from her
post-school life.
Whilst at school she decided
to compete with others to became a ball girl for Wimbledon Tennis. “Compete” is
the polite word for “fight” yet she succeeded and still wears the Wimbledon
tennis fleece and tee-shirt 18 years later, though whether they have been
washed since then I dare not ask.
She also enjoys fighting to
keep fit having joined what was then called British Military Fitness, with
Alice, her sister. She still takes delight in the BMF workouts if delight is the right word, often in
Richmond Park, but perhaps the delight actually sets in when the BMF session
ends.
Exeter
University it was for Catherine, from which she gained her degree in maths.
Bravely whilst a student, she travelled alone to the Dominican Republic where
she did some voluntary work in the mountains there. Also, at Exeter,
Catherine met many wonderful students
some of whom are here today. On one occasion, she decided to cycle from Wimbledon to Paris with Heather from
Exeter Uni. Despite being hit by a car on the way down to Dover, she and
Heather made it to Paris and as you all can see, they both returned safely.
Another friend Liv, she met whilst traveling in Australia. But travelling always has its ups and downs so she in the bad weather she seems to
attract whilst travelling, she got stuck
in Fiji because of the cyclones or maybe they are called hurricanes there, and
ended up playing cards with an elderly couple in a hotel, at a time when her friends probably thought she was out partying.
She
attended the 2012 Olympic games in London with her Grandad, her brother
Hugh, and myself. She and we were all there on super Saturday and saw Team GB win gold medals galore on a very exciting night.
One could never tell Catherine what to do career wise, but after uni, she got herself a good post within
DeLoitte and was soon sent to work in Philadelphia for we initially understood, only
a few days. However, days turned into weeks then months so De Loitte sometime
after her work in the USA had begun,
quite happily (though perhaps through
gritted teeth) offered to pay the airfare over to the USA and back, for me to visit her. Catherine had discovered
spinning in Philadelphia. Spinning, for
those who do not know it, is a kind of stationary competitive cycling in a
group, with huge cinema screens in front of the cyclists depicting how well (or in my case much later, badly) you are
doing. This Catherine found enjoyable, though I am sure there must be some
better words to describe spinning so for example for ordinary folk, hard or
back breaking work on lookalike
stationary bikes, might be more apt apt. Thus, after treating me to an early coffee and
croissant in Philadelphia and when I was sitting in the sunshine outside the
café, with a copy of the Washington Post in hand, she would set off for that
vigorous pre-work exercise. Nonetheless, she could never be persuaded to run the London
Marathon like her older sister, but she did run the Wimbledon 10k, from the rugby club across
the Common and back, where she beat me anyway.
With Johnny, she has done some tremendous hikes including climbing to the peak of Mount Snowdon.
Sometime later if I
recollect correctly, Johnny and she became engaged whilst on holiday in the Lake District having taken out a boat on one of the lakes there. There was no
escape from the boat so here we are today.
Now
a toast to the Bride and Groom.
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