It’s a beautiful warm August afternoon, just outside Slimbridge, Gloucestershire. There are sounds of birds in the air, as a hundred or so of Becca and James’s closest family and friends, from far round the world, are witness to their deeply personal and emotional outdoor humanist wedding. Everyone is here because a chap from London and a gal from Oregon, met in Japan and became totally crazy about each other. And everything about their wedding feels like a beautiful fusion of everything they are.
Becca and her bridesmaids casually discuss the plans for the day in Japanese (giving me a great chance to practice my own) before a very proud mum and pop all jump into a awesome Cadilac for the short drive through the country lanes to the land at the back of James’s parents house. There, inside a beautiful decorated marquee, sits a 七夕 (Tanabata), a bamboo tree for every guest to leave their hopes and wishes for the future Becca and James will share. After some wonderful, emotional toasts from sisters and brothers, we head outside with Becca and James, just a short walk, a time to be together and soak up all the feeling and thoughts from a whirlwind of a day. Finally, as the afternoon turns to evening, we eat cake, laugh with friends and dance the night away, surrounded by the warm flicker of countless candles…