Libby & Cormac

Libby must be the coolest bride I've come across. She lives in Manhattan, which is pretty cool for a start, but she hadn't just booked me without meeting me, she'd also booked Kilronan Castle without ever setting foot in the place, and didn't see either of us until a week or so before the wedding day. Luckily, she loved Kilronan, and we got along great too.

There was a good gang of girls still in the hairdressers when I arrived, so I hightailed it to the lads' house, where the morning's puck-around was just finishing. It's hard to keep these Waterford boys away from their hurls for long. As time ticked by though, you could see Libby and Cormac casting their minds ahead to the big moment - look how pensive they both appear as the time approaches.

The ceremony was celebrated by Libby's uncle, the Smyth family photo was the biggest I think I've ever done, and the trip to Keadue was interesting, especially for Cormac's brothers Neil and Emmet who came via Carrick, adding an extra 20 miles or so to their journey.

Once we arrived at Kilronan though, everything went beautifully, as Olivia, Recep and Ben welcomed the happy couple, while the guests relaxed in the Dungeon Bar before dinner. Cormac and Libby got a great reception from the crowd as they entered the ballroom, but were almost upstaged by Tomás and Hainey who were pure rock n'roll. The expressions on Cormac & Claire's faces say it all.

Unfortunately, I couldn't make the barbeque on Saturday afternoon - it would have been great to have a couple of beers with this gang. Hope you two are enjoying the Greek sunshine.