Britain (and especially London, where I’m from) is a glorious melting pot of diverse cultures, with hundreds of different languages spoken, a vast array of ethnicities and a plethora of second generation Brits whose parents were born outside the UK but who have grown up with their feet planted between two, three (and more!) countries and cultures, yet who are all still very much British.
Take my husband, Zee. His mum’s from Manchester, UK, and his dad’s from Iraq, he was born in Kuwait but has a British passport and has spent most of his life in Britain bouncing between London and Wales. Now, to confuse matters even more for our future children, we live in Dubai. He is a bit of a nomad but at heart he is well and truly British. And thanks to my English, Scottish and Irish roots, back in 2010, when we got married, there was no-where else we’d rather wed than in the place we’ve called home for so many years.
Then there are the Brits, like me, who were born and bred in the UK and love nothing more than a cup of tea and a biccie, buy their undies from M&S and strip off at the first paltry signs of summer. Some have weddings that are traditionally English just like our parents and grandparents before us, while others choose a different route. Festival wedding? Pagan ceremony in the woods? Second time around wedding with your kids walking you down the aisle? Why not!