With pandemic oncoming and it being unclear if lockdown or societal collapse would happen in the next few days Nim asked if I would marry her in March 2020. After some guessing what format we could do for a wedding and shifting dates (we played with having 20 people at a breakfast and another 20 at the wedding and another 20 in a garden after to keep to the rules) we managed a lovely wedding in a Quaker Meeting for Worship for Marriage surrounded by friends and family.
The modern dilemma of what to do with surnames has no perfect solution, either one name disappears or you double it up and shift the problem to the next generation. So instead we added a new name taken from our house. I am now Jonathan Esk-Riddell and she is Nim Esk-Kibbler. Esk means river in pre-Welsh Brythonic, we live in Esk Tower, it’s also short and easy to spell.
Pro-photos still to come but lots of people now uploading them of our 4-venue all-day party.
I am awfae happy.