Well sort of....
A handfasting can be a betrothal, or a wedding that lasts forever or it can last just one year and a day. I've gone for that last option as it allows me to drag out the celebrations each year!
So two years and two days since the photos in my last post Dan, his mother and I decided to explore a cave on the White Rocks beach in Portrush and to bind our hands again. It was very low key and improvised. And once again the sun blessed us with its presence.
No more photgraphs of me for a while now I promise.
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