I’ve known Becky and Jamie for years, with Jamie being a close relative of the family. When they got engaged, Becky asked me to be their florist and I of course jumped at the chance. They explained that they would be having a summer wedding, in a barn type venue in the Cotswolds. Cue plenty of Instagram and Facebook stalking to research the venue and the surrounding areas. It looked incredible and on the day it really didn’t disappoint.

Becky asked for recommendations for a photographer and I remembered an amazing photographer at a past wedding in London that I was lucky enough to be part of. Upon looking into him further, it turned out that Oliver had already done a wedding at Merriscourt Barns, perfect. I was delighted that I would be given the opportunity to work with him again when Becky and Jamie confirmed that they had booked him for their big day.

The wedding was in July. And about a four hours drive away. It was my first van hire. And it was full to the brim with blooms, foliage, an archway and a ton of sandbags, weights and other mechanics to create their designs - there Is so much more to being a florist than playing with flowers! I hit traffic, which added a delay of three hours to an already very busy day before the wedding, leaving my freelance florist assistant sitting in a service station waiting for me, twiddling her thumbs. It was beyond hot. If ever there was a time where I was really nervous, this was it.

That night, I worked until around 10.30pm, finishing off the bridal party bouquets and the huge statement arch at the aisle front. I got to my hotel, put the kids to bed, went to bed with a nervous flutter in my chest and set my alarm for an early start to finish setting everything up and deliver the flowers.

I remember that morning like it was yesterday, Becky and the bridal party were so relaxed and I felt immediately at ease. I passed the bouquets over to the bridesmaids, the buttonholes over to the groomsmen and left them to it. Then I went back into the venue and finished putting everything in its place - the guest table centrepieces of jam jars and log slices, the candles alongside the aisle, the floral hoops on the walls, the 18ft top table garland and spraying the hell out of the floral arch.

To be a guest at the wedding and to see everything as it happened, whilst being reassured that everything was still coping in the sweltering heat was a relief and a half. And to be around my family just put the icing on the cake.

CONGRATULATIONS to the lovely Becky and Jamie and thank you so much for giving me the opportunity to be such a big part of your day. It was an experience, one I’ll not forget anytime soon xx