Penniedarling

 As a teen and after reading several books by Barbra Cartland and others that told of English people not being allowed to marry the person they chose because they weren't the right 'class', would rush up to the Scottish border and marry at Gretna Green...  This was on my mind, getting Married at Gretna Green was my dream. 

When I arrived in the UK to marry David he had everything planed and Gretna Green wasn't on his wish list.  We did eventually get there but...  so glad we didn't get married here, it was just a petrol station,  although now days it looks a lot better than it was back then.

Labels: PAD-5/2023, Scotland 1969