
So all these years down the line here we are, still Mr and Mrs and business partners too. One of us deserves a medal but it would cause an argument to decide who!
Now why have I stuck on an embarrassing 1970's wedding photo?
Well the story is this...
Not wanting to be a conventional bride ( I was an art student, and poor) I chose a blue patterned Laura Ashley dress costing all of £9.99.
It had a very full long skirt so there were yards and yards of material there.
I was very much into patchwork and quilting so after a decent interval of a couple of weeks after the wedding - we went to Arran for our honeymoon - I started hacking up the dress for a quilt I was making. The quilt's still around but I don't have a photo as it's now my daughter's.

I remember it was a pretty complicated pattern to follow with the square yoke, but I was really pleased with the result.
Over the years what was left of the dress became a bedroom lampshade, part of a patchwork quilt for my son's cot and has appeared in many many patchwork cards.
When Laura got married three years ago, she had a lovely ivory dress, but unknown to her at the time, walked down the aisle with two tiny hearts made out of my dress appliqued inside the hem - something old and something blue.
The fabric seemed to go on and on.
Just recently I was rummaging in a box of fabric offcuts to make some baby boy cards, blue of course, and came across this scrap. All that's left of my wedding dress.
Barbara refused to let me use it for cards and said I should make myself a keepsake - a padded heart or some such.
And I will, some day.
So we're off out for a meal to celebrate/commiserate our 33 years together and here's to the next 33.