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Daisy looked up at a rustle and relaxed again as a bird rose out of a tree ‘Tell me as soon as you hear anybody I want to capture their faces as they walk in’ The guests were being brought to the woodland by coach via a drinks reception at the local pub, the place where the bride and groom had first met

‘Shouldn’t you be sitting down andwhile there’s a lull?’ But she didn’t hear him, lost in a world of her own

‘Look, Seb,’ she said softly, and he did, trying to see what she saw as she zoo that bedecked the inside of the tent as well as the glade

‘These are the touches thatso special Did you know that Ella and her friendsher hen party? And look at these’ The cas propped up on the small easels that were the centrepiece on each table ‘Rufus painted these, a different tree for each table—oak, laurel, ash, apple, all native species Aren’t they gorgeous?’

Studying one of the confident line drawings, Seb had to admit that they were ‘He’s very talented’

‘Even the wedding favours are hoe, and her gran es Look, they all have a nauest’

‘It must have taken months’ Seb kept pace with her as she wandered

‘It did This wedding is a real labour of love Even the venue belongs to one of their friends’

The contrast with their i nuptials couldn’t be starker

But theirs wasn’t a labour of love It was a convenient comprolitz and the gladon Anything as heartfelt as this wedding, any one of the , personal touches would be co Would be a lie

‘Admit it, you had fun’ Daisy threw herself into her favourite rocking chair, grateful for the war back She crooned to Monty as he padded over to lay his head in her lap He was already her ust, possibly because she was not averse to sneaking him titbits from her plate