
The wedding where I was arranging the flowers had the reception at one of the hotels on the banks of Loch
Lomond. The hotel attracts wedding couples with its spectacular views over the Loch but on days like
yesterday - where you couldn't actually see the water from the function room - it presumably has to offer something else.
I am not mentioning the name of the hotel as this is going to be a wee bit of a rant.
The bride wanted very simple understated flowers so at the reception there was just to be small
table centres - so far, so easy - I was just to drop them off after I had arranged the church flowers.
At least that was the idea - I arrived and this was the entrance for the wedding party. Actually that is not quite true as I took this photo after I had already done a lot of litter picking. 2 rather ill looking bay trees in chipped plastic pots and weedy soil - covered in old dirty plastic ribbons, most of which had come undone.
I spoke to the hotel about it and they said "Oh the brides usually bring their own ribbon" - not "Oh goodness you are right that looks terrible I shall get someone onto it" - not even "Do you have any suggestions?" just a "
that's not my problem" attitude. I still can't believe that they
were happy for the bridal party to arrive in their lovely clothes, step from their fancy cars into an area of soiled decorations, seedy looking trees and cigarette ends.
There wasn't really that much I could really - I weeded the trees, picked up the litter, removed the dirty curly ribbon and cut off the yellow dead leaves. I had some wired
grosgrain ribbon left over from the church flowers so I tied that round the trunks and cut some
oxe-eye daisies from the
carpark verge, threading them into the trees as a bit of decoration. There was nothing I could do about the chipped pots or the general air of sodden neglect.
It all seems so unnecessary.


These are the table decorations for the inside! A mix of mint,
rosa "William
Lobb",
sweetpea "
Matucana";
eryngium "Miss
Willmotts Ghost" and
nepeta "Souvenir
d'Andre Chaumont".