Jetted in and out of Sweden this weekend for the last private trip before Christmas. Woohoo, being in London for the win!
Wearing my fancy blue coat and kind of tired the trip went well and i got picked up by mum and dad. Luxury!! Have the best parents.
On Saturday we did Nyköping. Most important was eating a cinnamon bun. Because VERY important always.
And because my dad is an absolute hero he gave me this amazing ring. So pretty.
Then I dressed in my finery
Got blinged up like a Christmas tree
And got ready to do this wedding business.
Mum and dad (did I tell you they are heroes) drove me the churh through half of sörmland.
They joined in church to see Ebba get married
Ebba was stunning and if was a beautiful ceremony with an absolutely lovely bonkers priest and lots of laughter.
And then they were Mr and Mrs Weden. Woohoo.
Onwards to the most important bit. Party times! I ran into most of my childhood friends and had a great time even if I was as flying solo.
Dinner was at Sundbyholms slott and the food was delicious. My favourite- chanterelle soup…
Ebba was practically glowing with happiness.
After dinner it was dancing all night long and i of course closed the party around 5 in the morning. Winner. We went to find an after party and Anna told me i had NO excuse going to bed not having kids etc. Fair enough.
Awesome to see all the girls from my past. They are lovely and I do miss that having moved, the ones I don’t really have time to see when I am home.
On Sunday the heroes came and got me and we drove through a very fall pretty Sweden before it was time for me to head home.
Got met by George at Liverpool Street and then crashed into bed around 2am.
This week some client meetings and other important stuff but then sweet, sweet calm going forward.