Three guests. Three personal stories.

A guest card handwritten with the name David tied to the woven cane back of a venue chair with an ivory ribbon and a sprig of sage, a candlelit table and harbour lights blurred behind

FRIEND

Mia

Their story

A road trip. A flat tyre. Chips while waiting for the tow.

The finished message

Mia the flat tyre is genuinely one of my favourite memories. You, me and a bag of chips on the kerb, laughing when we absolutely shouldn’t have been. You make the bad days funny. Wouldn’t want anyone else at this table.

UNCLE

Uncle David

Their story

Sunday mornings making pancakes. He taught them to flip.

The finished message

Uncle David the first batch burnt and you talked me into trying again. Those Sundays in your kitchen are still the best part of my week and you always made me feel like I belonged there. I hope you know how much that meant.

COLLEAGUE TURNED FRIEND

Sophie

Their story

A lunchtime walk in a nervous first week at work.

The finished message

Sophie you asked me for a walk in my first week when I didn’t know anyone and was pretending I did. One small invite and the whole year felt different. Colleague then. Friend I get to have at my wedding now.