3 September 1906
My wedding day. Numbers of presents & letters to greet me when I woke. Spent morning packing & preparing. Harold & Alice, Betty, John, & baby with nurse & governess came for lunch. My wedding was at half past two. I wore a white silk traveling dress, white hat & shoes & carried roses & heather. We were all photographed on the lawn at two in our wedding finery. Roddick & I saw Aunt Grace. The dear old lady could understand nothing but looked sweet with her new blue ribbons. Roddick, Agnes, Alice & all went on to the church. Harold & I drove over & arrived punctually at half past two. When I reached the chancel Agnes in a tailor made dress of white Canadian homespun & a pink hat carrying pink flowers & Betty, a little fairy in white with a wreath of ivy & (illegible) carrying a basket of sweetpeas & daisies walked from their pews & stood behind me. Harold gave me away. Alice, Rose & John were in the front pew. After the ceremony all the relatives who had come to the little parish Church, crowded into the vestry bringing their good wishes. Alice, Lucy & Helen Redpath, Uncle Harry, Wilfred, Jean, Connie & Quentin Bovey, Ethel Burnley, Harry Lyman, Grace Wood, Andrew & Mary Taylor were all there. Roddick & I drove back together greeted Aunt Grace & then went into drawing room & kissed everyone again. A heavenly day. In the garden in the shade of the deodora tree that Aunt Grace was so fond of the tables were spread. The nurses helped the maids most kindly in passing the things. The cake was a beauty decorated with doves & maple leaves & McGill ribbons & flowers. I cut it & Betty passed it. I passed a lovely basket of fruit round given me by the Brailsfords. That is all I can remember beyond speeches & much posing for photographs. It was a pretty scene in the old garden with the old manor house as a background. The house within was beautifully decorated with flowers & Canadian flags. While the guests were amusing themselves in the garden Roddick & I slipped away, getting into the carriage in the stable yard. Harold, Alice, Agnes, Betty & Rose made me adieu & the maids waved from the kitchen window. At the last moment Roddick made me change into old clothes so as not to give him away. A little early at station for train to Limmons took us for a little drive. An hour’s journey brought us to Lunbridge Wells where we got good rooms at the spa. A little walk in the moonlight after dinner & two very tired people went to bed.