So life’s been pretty busy for about the last year or so. It’s also been full of lots of changes! Obviously, it started with us getting married 5 months ago. Going on honeymoon, moving in together and all of that jazz.

Then we got our little Luna! She’s such a joy to have in the house and is honestly so puppy like, despite being 1 years old. She’s becoming a little pickle, stealing pegs, biting various bits she can get her teeth into, but on the plus she’s backed off with biting cables! 🥳

Then, in fact, around the same time we got little Luna our niece was born, making me and Nolz auntie and uncle. I’m very much enjoying my auntie role and have managed to hold her a couple of times, with somewhat a large amount of trepidation, but I’ve done it! And Nolz has held her once too 💪🏻

And the last thing to say, is that we’re moving into our new house tomorrow!! So things are pretty busy, tryina use up our food, getting things into boxes, tryina get all my work done so I’m freed up for the move! I’m sooo looking forward to being in place in our new house but just want the moving part to be over already 🙈 it’s great though because it’s literally five minutes down the road so it’s a lot less of a faff than it could be, but still!

So there we are! Wanted to give you a quick little update on things from my end. Hope all is well with you wherever you are reading this from. I shall leave you with a pic of me and Nolz and a lovely merienda we had a few weeks ago. Love xxxx

So, some very exciting news from our neck of the woods! We have officially adopted a little doggie!

It wasn’t quite the plan to adopt one at this moment. Although, to be fair, given that we were looking at pages on social media with puppies it was probably inevitable if we’re being honest, even if we didn’t want to admit it.

Anyways, there are lots of street dogs here and puppies that are abandoned and rescued and then put up for adoption. Our little Luna is one of these cases. She was rescued from the streets in February of this year, by a group called animaladassalta (if you’re from Salta, look em up and support them! It’s a group of volunteers and they work very hard!). She was a bit poorly when they found her and so they nursed her back to health, got all her jabs sorted and had her neutered and then in March, up she went for adoption. As she was a street dog, we don’t know too much of her background, have no idea what kind of breeds she’s made up from, but the vets have estimated she’s about one and we know she’s had puppies at least once, poor thing!

So, anyways, I had seen her on instagram up for adoption and I hadn’t really let myself think about it… until I showed her to Nolz one Saturday and there began our journey. Since she’s one (ish) and not a puppy, we figured she could be quite a good fit for us. We’re soon to be moving house and so it would be a nightmare with a little puppy around! So, we held our breath and sent a message, asking if she was still up for adoption (the post had been up for 4 days) and if we could meet her and, lowe and behold, no-one had asked about her yet. I can’t understand this because she’s the cutest little thing! And everyone commented on the post about how lovely she is etc but no-one asked for her. My only guess is that people want to adopt puppies, not dogs who are a bit older. But anyways, we went to meet her the following day and we were sold. She’s so lovely! Very small (which is what we were after), loves a good ol’ stroke and just seemed to be a very happy, playful dog.

A week later she was ours and at our house! It was a bit of a rocky start. Poor thing was very traumatised, wondering who on earth we were and where we had brought her. She managed to escape the house three times in an attempt to get back to the person who was provisionally looking after her (very persistent dog. She crawled under the bottom of a fence!). Once we had managed to secure the place so she couldn’t ecape, she howled and cried and basically broke our hearts! But after a walk out, a trip to the vets and a visit to a new doggy friend, Lola (Noly’s rents dog), she was a bit calmer, but still very much not interested in playing, eating or doing anything very much.

As the days went on she got more settled, but it became more apparent to us that perhaps it would take a little bit of time for her to feel completely settled and for her to not have separation anxiety. To begin with she was completely glued to us and especially me. I would get up and go to the loo, and she would come too. Making sure she had her eyes on me constantly, not letting me out of her sight. I would be sat working and she would make sure she was nearby, monitoring me and assessing if I might possibly leave her.

Now she’s so much better! We’re slowly trying to get her used to us going out and not being with her constantly and it’s so lovely to see her progress! Slowly going further away from me, into the gallery area, into the garden for a few seconds (before swiftly coming back in), but each day going out for longer. Slowly getting more interested in her surroundings. Discovering a love for playing fetch with tennis balls which seems entirely insatiable! And now, that she’s feeling a lot more comfortable, annoyingly she seems to have developed a love for chewing wood, cables and my hands! (The latter in a playful way when she’s hyper and wants to play. She’ll stop if I tell her to, don’t worry!) And the other lovely thing to see if her interacting with other dogs. When we first went to Noly’s rents and left her in the gallery with Lola and Dona, she was completely on guard, watching our every move through the window and would not interact with the other doggy pals unless we were present. The second we stepped outside and encouraged her to play, off she went. Then, when we returned inside, she came back to her post and watched us inscrutiably. Now, however, it’s lovely to see that she does go off and play with them! She would still like to be with us and will appoint herself guard duty some of the time, but the other lot of the time she will play or be away from the door. She’s also at war with the dog next door and loves a good bark, even when he doesn’t even seem to be there!

She’s such a funny little dog and I could talk about her for ages. My phone is now filled with pictures of her and I fully understand why some people start instagrams for their dogs! It’s tempting though I rather think I’ve got enough on my hands currently. But ayways, I just wanted to introduce the newest member of our little family. I’ll leave you with some pictures here…

One of the questions I’ve had a lot over the last few months has, understandably, been: “How’s married life?”. It’s quite a funny question. It doesn’t actually encourage a very long answer, and is summed up by “it’s great I love it!” or something to that effect before the conversation swiftly moves on to other things.

But since you and I have a bit more of a one way conversation, me doing all the talking (or writing in this case), and you doing all the listening (well, reading), I can probably expand on it a bit more.

The funny thing is, for me, life hasn’t really changed all that much. I mean on the one hand it totally has, I have a husband and a bigger place to live in. I have two people to cook for instead of just me. I officially have two sides to my family, although to be honest I already felt that before being married. And I suppose, reflecting on it now, that the biggest change is probably not one that you can see, which is that I feel more secure here, in many senses, as a foreigner living abroad, since I’m now married to my person and we’re facing the things together.

But anyways, I was talking to a friend about it and a lot of the things that usually go hand-in-hand with getting married, at least in England, we haven’t had. The graduating university, moving somewhere new and starting a new job… Well, we’ve not had any of that. Didn’t go to university, didn’t move anywhere (well, I did but only ten minutes down the road and that was a faff at that! Probably shouldn’t complain) and both our jobs have stayed the same! So life has changed fundamentally with the whole marriage sitch, but also not at the same time. I kind of thought life would feel completely and utterly different but a lot is still the same haha.

One thing I would say that is a marked change, is that there is so much more laundry than I anticipated. I don’t know if it’s just because we now have a washing machine whereas I didn’t before so now I can put a load on whenever I jolly well please, but honestly, why is there always laundry to be done? I can’t even imagine what it must be like having more than two of you. At this point I’m starting to wonder if there’s someone else living here who’s contributing their laundry to the basket!

Something that I think took Nolz by surprise, was that I can be quite verbal when asleep it seems. I’ve known for ages that I talk in my sleep, sometimes jibberish, other times actual sentences which vary in degrees of making sense, but I think it rather came as a bit of a surprise to Nolz when on honeymoon I started asking him if he had been at the bar with my Auntie Rachel and was very shocked when he told me that Auntie Rachel and in fact the rest of my family had gone back home. I then later, unbeknownst to me because I thought I was saying it in my head, started muttering the story to myself, as I wanted to relay it to my family! I very vaguely remember this happening but it’s all a bit hazy.

Another thing that’s come as a surprise for me with being married is the amount that Nolz sings! It’s real

But anyways, here we are three months and though I joke and jest, I, and we both, are loving married life and we’re very happy. We’re both still rather astonished that we could get married with my close family here and with COVID and everything that could have happened and feel very blessed to have finally made it!

It seems like another lifetime ago now, but amazingly, we did get to go on honeymoon almost immediately after our wedding. I say amazingly because I have a term time job and my boss had already been super kind in giving me time off whilst my family were here, and then Noly hadn’t been working long at his job and he’d have had to be working there for a few months in order to get leave allocation, but amazingly, in his contract there was a marriage clause which would give him time off in the event that he got married to take a honeymoon.

So, we packed our bags and off we went!

Obviously first we had to say goodbye to my family, which was pretty emotional, but I can’t even begin to explain how much I had needed to see them and have time with them. Them being here gave me a little boost and will tide me over until we can next catch up and be together.

So anyways, off we went! We went to Iguazu, which is on the border of Argentina and Brazil. I had always imagined that I’d go on honeymoon to the Caribbean or some far-flung location, but because of COVID we decided to stick closer to home and actually I’m really glad we did. Couldn’t be dealing with the stress of going abroad with all the rules and tests and things needed for travel. We’d both been to Iguazu before, myself 6 years ago and Noly about 15 years ago, but we had an amazing time!

For those of you who haven’t been, I cannot express to you the humidity there- goodness me! It was something else. That’s what gets ya in Iguazu!

Anyways, we had a lovely time! We realised though, whilst away, that the two of us aren’t very good at resting. We picked lots of activities that were physically very tiring! But we did also have some hotel-y days so I think it did even out tbf haha.

So, what did you do I hear you cry? Well…

Day 1- rest day by the pool.

Day 2- we went to a high ropes and zip wire park which was super fun but so tiring! It was also 34 degrees but felt like a lot more because of the humidity.

Day 3- we went to the Iguazu falls! We did one of the trails and then we did the boat ride which leads you directly into the waterfalls which was suuuper refreshing! The video of it looks pretty terrifying but it’s actually so fun haha. Oh and on the way to the boat ride you do a little drive through the jungle in a truck which was cool. That day we saw: coatis, iguanas, a capybara, a toucan very far off in the sky and a crocodile!

Day 4- the next day we chilled and wandered into the town. There wasn’t very much there to be honest but we did get some ice cream out of it haha.

Day 5- we had a complimentary spa sesh which was pretty relaxing! And then in the afternoon we went on a bike ride through the jungle. Ooof it was hard work! I pictured an idyllic, gentle bike ride but obviously, we were going through the actual jungle so there were so many tree roots to try to avoid, logs that had fallen and such, it was exhausting! But at least it would help us burn some of the calories we were working through with the food from the hotel!

Day 6- rest day at the hotel.

Day 7- we returned to the Iguazu Falls Park to do the paths and trails we hadn’t got to before. We also saw a whole looooad of monkeys which I was really happy about as I really wanted to see some aha.

Day 8- another rest day.

Day 9- kayaking trip down the river! This was basically a private trip in the end with me and Nolz and the instructor as the other people had dropped out, so it was pretty cool! We shared a kayak- me at the back so I could control the steering pedal as I’ve done kayaking lots of times before and Nolz at the front. Then the rest of the day we just chilled at the hotel.

Day 10- bags packed and back to Salta! Funnily enough we bumped into a pal from church at the airport who was also returning back to Salta after being in Iguazu, so we travelled back with her which was an unexpected fun thing to happen!

So there ya have it! That was our honeymoon! Since we seem to be repeating events however, and are gonna be starting to think about wedding celebration number 2 in England, perhaps you’ll hear from me again about honeymoon 2- wouldn’t that be fun!

So ya gal Nadz has been pretty busy recently! I mean, I feel like that’s a given for anyone in the leadup to a wedding but I wasn’t expecting it to be quite so nuts! I think I’ll start with the time my family were here and then in another blog post I’ll probably fill you in on the wedding etc.

Okay so let’s re-wind to just over a month ago at the time of writing. The day before my family came out. Well! That weekend I moved out of my flat and with Noly’s family, we kitted out the house that me and my family were gonna stay in for the majority of their time in Argentina, and then the house that Noly and I are now living in until our house is finished. What a busy day that was! I had gone to bed at about 3 in the morning as was finishing up with my flat, and then woke up at 6, ready to get going! Somehow, we managed to source a whole load of mattresses and with the help of everyone got the house up and running. When houses are rented out here they never have any furniture but along with the bits from my flat and things that have very kindly been gifted to us, we had a house up and running! The rest of the day was also hectic, sorting things out, unpacking, getting a food shop in etc.

Then, on Sunday, finally the day arrived! At 6pm we were at the airport and it was super emotional when they came through*- couldn’t even speak for a while, utterly lost for words after so long of not seeing them! (*It was also quite funny- Salta’s airport is really small, and so you can see people as they go into the room to collect their baggage. The door was open so I first saw my sister who stopped and waved and then along came another. And another. And another. And another!). So, just like that, they were here! Was all quite surreal to be honest.

Anyways, along with Javier and Monica we made our way back to the house and what made me chortle was upon arrival, as the fam trooped into the house, one by one they all took their shoes off, as is the British custom when entering a house. I think Javier was rather aghast because he thought everyone’s feet would get really cold but it just made me chuckle- our customs are just so hard wired in.

The next day or two the fam were mainly just relaxing and recovering after the long journey. Nolz and I had some sorting to do on the Monday however and Amy and Tim came into town with us as their first foray into Salta city centre.

Once the fam were starting to feel less jetlagged we made our first outting all together! We went to the main plaza in the city centre (Plaza 9 de Julio) and explored around a little bit. We saw some traditional dancing in this square which is always cool to see and, of course, we British folks got a shout out and a clap (in fact 2 lots of claps I think), just for simply being there which is kinda funny.

We then went to a museum about the INCAs and mummies and all that kinda stuff (you can see how much I got out of it eh… Haha nah it was interesting actually although a little creepy and intense…) and soon enough it was time for some nosh!

Then, the following day, we went to have a nose at my old flat and the neighbourhood where I was living before so they could picture what life had been like for me the last year and a half. Then after that we met up with Noly & his parents and made our way up the mountain in the cable cars and at the top enjoyed a nice meal

On the Saturday we went off to Jujuy on a daytrip. In Jujuy we went to Purmamarca which has the hill with 7 colours (yes, 7!), las Salinas grandes (the salt flats) and Humahuaca, a little town in Jujuy. It was amazing! I’d never been to Jujuy before and whilst it was a long trip in the minibus it was so worth doing. The scenery on the roads was incredible. Whilst we did feel the altitude (i think we went up to just over 4,000 m above sea level) we were all fine, just a bit sleepy and groggy at the highest points.

The next day we had church which was really lovely! Everyone came over to say hello to my family and they got to see me singing in Spanish! We then went back to the Matus’ for lunch and soon it was time for me to have my hen do with las chicas! (Noly had his stag on Friday night). My hen do was basically a pool party and everyone had brought food (there was SO much of it, not complaining!) and we did a who knows the couple best quiz and a Mr and Mrs style quiz for me. It was really lovely! I wasn’t expecting to have a hen do here and it was really lovely that we could find a time to do it when my sister was here too!

The next day we went off to the lake to do wakeboarding. All 4 of us- me, Nolz, Amy & Tim- had a go and in fact, everyone managed to do it! Which is always very satisfying for the whole boat load of people when someone new manages to do it! The hardest part is getting up so once they’d got that we were away! After lunch we also got the jet ski going which Noly accompanied Amy and also Auntie Ray on it! It was quite amusing to see Noly and Auntie Ray whizzing around the lake on the jet ski but she had a marvellous time!

Then, the next week the preparations for the wedding started in earnest. I had my final dress fitting, the bridesmaids had their final dress fittings too (we had the bridesmaids dresses made which was all rather complicated but we got there eventually!), Auntie Ray had a hair trial, we had our nails done, painted the counters for the giant connect 4 and started with the venue… Here’s a little sneak peak!

So, there we have it! A run-down of what we got up to with my family here! I’ll post again soon, love to you all xxxx

Recently someone asked me “what is the biggest clash you’ve experienced here in terms of culture, with your home culture in England?”. Gosh, what a question!!

The truth of it is that it’s difficult to put into words. Even more so when I’m not expecting the question and I have to try to express such a complex issue in a language that is not my native language! I’d never really thought about the biggest clash before, and I can’t really give a neat one-line answer to that question. There are various things that are very different. The ability people have here to speak their mind honestly, without being super super cautious of not causing offence. (I told my sister of an occasion when someone literally said “nah, I don’t like your skirt” when asked their opinion about clothing, and she literally squirmed thinking of saying that to someone!) The difference there is in planning meet-ups- here all very spontaneous and last minute, in England (on the whole) fairly meticulous, planned out and the date shared with people way in advance. The culture being so laid back here that it’s chill, and expected, that you will arrive late to wherever you’re going. These are just three examples of differences, but I’m not sure I’d say they were big clashes. Just differences in ways of living which you get used to and eventually come a bit more natural to you over time.

I think the thing that clashes the most, is how living in a different culture can make you feel.

Culture is ingrained in us from the moment we were born. You’re taught certain morals, standards and unwritten rules of how you’re supposed to behave. Your whole worldview and perspective is so much down to culture and what you grow up with. And when you live in a foreign country, these things are turned upside down and you have to start again, learning what is right and wrong in this culture. Picking up social cues, following the guide of other people. Sometimes getting it wrong and maybe offending people. Yourself sometimes getting offended by something that is rude in your culture but not in the culture that you’re in.

And suddenly lots of things are changing. Things that before were integral parts of yourself, which you didn’t even realise were there, need to change. You question your identity. Who am I now, if these things that were so important to me before don’t carry the same value here? What is me and what is influence from my culture?

You go unseen. You feel misunderstood. People don’t understand you, inherently as you are, without you adapting and changing so that you’re acceptable in this culture.

You change. You feel what you thought was an integral part of yourself being stripped away, eroded, changed.

And all the while, you face this on your own. People don’t understand what you’re going through, because they don’t understand your home culture, people don’t see the things that are difficult for you, your daily battles.

But little by little you start getting it. There are still difficult days- there will always be difficult days- but you learn. You adapt. You change. You find out what is really important to you, and you take on some of the cultural values that are important for where you are currently living. You can see the things that are different and celebrate in the good from both sides.

If you’re lucky, like me, you are surrounded by people who have learnt to love you, and you them, despite the differences.

You can look on yourself, with pride, seeing the ways that you have grown as a person. The ways that you have been challenged and the good that has come from it. The strength that you have for enduring the hard times. The joy you have when you felt seen, understood, and when you have good days.

And whilst there will still be hard days, things that are tough and challenging for you, you wouldn’t change it.

You thank God for his faithfulness. That he, of all people, understands what it’s like to feel different, to feel like you don’t fit, to feel far from home. And as I said, you wouldn’t change it. The experiences that have made you grow as a person and will equip you to help anyone going through the same thing who may come across your path. To help them feel at least a little bit seen, understood and accepted.

So I would say the biggest clash, in large part, is the sudden confrontation of yourself. Who you are, without the influence of your culture all around you, and all the feelings that this brings up.

Well guys, I’ve reached the dizzying heights of 26! Depending how close you are to 26, this either sounds completely ancient or like I’m a complete spring chicken still. For me, it’s the oldest I’ve ever been so feels pretty old to me but there we are.

I thought I’d fill you in a little on my third birthday abroad! All of them have been rather different in one way or another – the first was pre-covid times but my Spanish was really lacking so was still feeling somewhat out of place here. The second was in covid times and the third I shall talk you through now.

It started pretty early since I was on band practise! Meaning I need to get to the church early for us to set up and practise. Nolz encouraged me to have the Sunday off band but tbh, I really love singing and have had problems with my throat in the last few months so I really wanted to! So anyways, had church and in fact, it was nice because Billy, the pastor, felt like sharing a story in English. He said he felt like God had said for him to share it in English and there would be an English speaker there for the first time and it would serve as a welcome for them. He asked if that person wanted to go to the front and read the story. Well, all eyes were on me, but I wasn’t there for the first time! And I knew for a fact an old friend from Camelot was in the congregation for the second time, so was pretty sure it wasn’t for me to go up and speak. And, lo and behold, there was a woman from America in the congregation who went up to speak! It was really nice for me, having about 2 minutes of the service in my native language! Something I could inherently understand without straining or trying.

Then later, they did the incredibly embarrassing custom of calling you up to the front if it had been your birthday in the last week. I was obviously called but knew for a fact someone else in the youth group had had a birthday that week so I thought if I was going down I’d bring him down with me. So I dobbed him in and he was called to the front too mwahaha. Turns out there are now a few birthdays at the same time of the year so HURRAH!

Anyways, it was really lovely because Billy called up the American lady again and got her to pray for me in English which was just really lovely. I can’t even express how nice that was, a nice lil boost for me 😊 I had been planning on befriending her but alas, I think she was just visiting for the week as I haven’t seen her since..

After church we had a little zoom with my rents before going out to lunch. Nolys fam clearly know me well as they ordered for me what I usually order in this place (nice beef steak 👌) and we set about eating.

Once we’d stuffed ourselves sufficiently, it was time to go back to the house for round two of feliz cumple and cake 😋

Then afters, Nolz had arranged a birthday zoom with some friends and fam which was really lovely 😊 and then after that, pootled back to my flat to watch a film with ma Nolz 😊

All in all it was a really lovely day, though occasions are always a little bittersweet for me as I miss my family and my home with all our customs and traditions and things we do for birthdays. But it was lovely nonetheless and now I’m supposedly one year older and wiser..?! I suppose we’ll see about that!

Just a quick one to tell you the amazing news that, miraculously, we’re all go for the wedding!! It was announced yesterday that as of the 11th October, Argentina is moving to the rest of the world list for England. This means that no quarantine in a super expensive hotel in London is required on return to the UK and just makes things a whole lot less complicated for my family! It means they can come for a little longer too which is lush considering we haven’t been together, the five of us, for nearly two years now!

Honestly, it just feels like such a miracle. Of course I would absolutely love for more family members and friends to be able to come out, and if you were a maybe, dependent on COVID and maybe now you can come, then please hit me up!! But it was just in question for so long whether we’d be able to get married this year and with my family here, that I’m just so pleased that it’s easier for them now. Even though the waters have been choppy and things have felt very unsure and uncertain, God is making the path through and I have faith that we will be able to get married on the 27th November!! In fact we’re all signed up for the legal part now too so as Noly said to me the other day, there’s no backing out now! I’m also super grateful that that’s gone through too, as it was a whole pilava and required a new birth certificate being issued from England, apostillised, shipped over to Argentina (if you’ve tried to send me post before, you know how unrealiable the postage system is here), translated and then presented to the registry office place. Eeesht! But it all went through without hiccups!

But anyways, now we’ve reached this point where we know that quarantine isn’t necessary on return to the UK, I have a feeling that things are gonna start going pretty quickly now. I mean, they already are to be fair. I remember when I was counting down the days till our wedding date, longing for it to be less than 100.. Less than 90. Less than 60… Now it is and I feel like we could do with a little more time! But really we’re on track I think. We’re doing a lot of sorting and ironing out details, so very very busy, but things are coming together, genuinely by the grace of God.

So anyways, that was all! I just wanted to give you the update! If you’re keeping us in your prayers, please keep doing so! We really appreciate it so much.

Peace out xox

Well chaps, I’m gonna get straight to the point on this one as got some big news coming your way!

It was announced last week, that from November, quarantine upon arrival to Argentina will be lifted!!! Myself, Nolz, and families have all been praying for the wedding and the logistics of it all and this is honestly such a huge answer to prayer. One of the big things we need, in order for the wedding to stand a chance of going ahead, is for there to not be quarantine needed on both sides (preferably on neither but I’ll get to that when I get to some prayer points at the end) so that my direct family can come over and celebrate with us.

Part of the reason we chose the end of November as our wedding date was with this in mind. Last year the things started opening up in around September time, so we figured that Argentina would likely follow the same kinda route as last year. To tell you the truth, I had been feeling a bit negative about the quarantine rule lifting here, as the government seem to be being a bit more cautious this year and things are coming back a bit slower.

Looking back, I can really see God’s been guiding us. Initially, once we’d decided that the wedding would first take place in Argentina rather than England, we were planning around the date of the 30th October. There were a lot of difficult conversations around this and I, for one, was completely emotionally drained and exhausted by the whole thing. But how glad I am that we changed the date to the end of November! If we hadn’t we would have just missed the change in quarantine. I am honestly so thankful to God on this.

So now that we know the quarantine rule will be lifted for November, I’m actually letting myself start to be more optimistic that Nolz and I will get married this year and at the very least my mum, dad, brother and sister will be there ☺️ it feels a bit surreal in some ways. I’m still a bit cautious in my thinking about it, as there are still things that could crop up, but for the moment we’re looking good and one big hurdle has been dismantled.

So, talking about the things that could crop up, I wanted to give some prayer points. We would really really appreciate your prayers if you are someone who prays!

– whilst quarantine is lifted in Argentina upon arrival, quarantine in a hotel on return to England is still necessary at the moment. This makes things difficult, especially for my brother and sister, so we’re praying that Argentina goes off the red list at the next announcement. If it does, it means that my fam can all come out for a bit longer and it’s not so difficult with leave etc. Really, Argentina should come off the list. Our cases each day for the whole country are between 1,000-2,000, the vaccination programme is going well and we don’t have many of the different strains!

– prayer for all to go through with flights for my family and some of Nolys family who are abroad, as lots of connections are needed and so we don’t want any of those connecting flights to fall through for any reason

– new strains. This is something that could emerge at any point and be significant enough to stop the wedding, so we pray that nothing new emerges!

– protection and health over us all. We need to get through to the wedding day without anyone getting COVID or becoming unwell so please please please be praying for this!

And of course, if there are any other things you’d like to pray for then please go ahead. The more the better! Thanks in advance 💜

Ya gal Nadz xxoxo