Becky Black

Whose silly idea was it to get married in a remote Scottish castle in the middle of winter? But before they can get married, Londoner Kim and her fiery Brazilian fiancée, Gabi, first have to get there.<br><br>The trip from their home in London involves rain -- a lot of rain -- hire cars, trains, disapproving B&B landladies, and snow. So much snow that even when the brides reach their castle, not in a limo, but in a Land Rover smelling of sheep, they fear the caterer, their families and friends, and, most importantly, the celebrant to marry them, will never make it.<br><br>Will the guests arrive? Will the power stay on? Will the cake make it safely? Will the wedding even happen at all? Gaining the right to marry was a long struggle. Now the struggle is to get the brides to the church on time.

Wedded to Calamity

“Stay in there until I tell you to come out,” Gabi said as I went into the bathroom. “I want to iron my outfit.”


“Not even married yet and you’re already ordering me around.”


She let me come out eventually, after she’d hidden her outfit away again. We went downstairs to find the dining room luckily catching some sunlight, and hot food and drinks available—thank God for gas. The generator was apparently running the fridges, though who needs fridges in this weather? We sat at a table with Craig, Claire, Ernesto, and Ilsa.


“Well, isn’t this great?” I said, after we summed up the grim situation. “Who doesn’t want their wedding day to start like this?”


“I’m sure everything will be fine now,” Ilsa said. “Nothing else can go wrong, surely?”


Chapter 15