The other task was constructing a Vardo, a gypsy caravan, in which the bride and groom will be transported to the place by the bay where they will exchange their vows.
My contribution was to sew the canopy, for which I unearthed my great grandmother’s pinking shears. Classics, right down to the box they came in.
Yesterday, when they stapled the canopy into place, the Vardo was complete. It took five people at the front bar and five more with their shoulders at the back, to push the Vardo up onto the back land. It’s a beautiful sight.
