In the second of our series of blogs celebrating love in the RAF, Carla Robinson tell us about her wedding in the Welsh countryside which had to wait while the couple travelled the world…
Like all good stories, ours starts at the pub. After meeting through mutual friends, Jess offered me a lift home. I was 18, she was 22 and had a car - my luck was in! From that moment we became best friends, sitting in the car for hours, chatting about life and the adventures we wanted to have.
Considering we moved in together eight hours after our first kiss, it actually took us six years before we finally tied the knot! Between Jess training to be a teacher and a mutual desire to travel the word, the wedding had to wait!
Finally in 2013, with 40 of our closest friends and family we said: "I do". The day was perfect for us, each guest contributed in some way, from baking Welsh cakes to building rock pools in the stream to store the bubbly.
Everything about the day was tailor-made including a heart-shaped aisle, perfect for two brides. One of our closest friends played Defying Gravity on the violin, from our favourite musical Wicked, as we walked down the aisle on the top of a Welsh hillside.
Exactly three months later I arrived at RAF Halton ready to start basic training. Since joining the RAF we have covered two bases, I have been out of area to Afghanistan and completed another round of training for my Commission.
We are now happily settled at RAF Brize Norton. Jess has also completed her teacher training and worked hard to become a headteacher. Next month will have been 12 years since that first kiss and we are still travelling the world at every available opportunity, living true to our wedding vow "through all our adventures in life together".
By Carla Robinson