Clare College looked very beautiful on Saturday
just as it did on another September afternoon
when I walked with my father along the avenue,
through the gate and across the court to the chapel
where our family and friends were waiting
and we were married by MrM's father.
Afterwards we ate in the Hall:
Guinea Fowl with braised celery,
the most heavenly Crème brûlée
and a cake of extravagant beauty.
At the end of the afternoon we left by punt
and as our families and friends waved from the bridge
I threw my bouquet of cream freesias up towards them.
The bouquet landed in the river with a gentle splash
and was picked up by a young woman in a punt.
I hope that it was lucky for her
and she found happiness as we did.