I'm actually a bit behind myself writing this but the sentiment is the same. On Wednesday (3rd June) Paul and I celebrated our 15th wedding anniversary!
As mentioned previously we should have been meandering and enjoying the sights and sounds of Florence. Naturally we would have been partaking of bruschetta - freshly toasted Tuscan bread generously rubbed with garlic, lavishly drizzled with a green olive oil and sparingly sprinkled with salt, or perhaps some tagliatelle al tartufo (pasta in a truffle sauce) whilst savouring a glass or two of the finest wines from the region - the Chianti Classico, Brunello Di Montalcino, Bolgheri Superiore, Nobile Di Montepulciano (I had to look these up!).
Instead, we popped open and enjoyed the fizz from a bottle of Moet, washing down an assortment of antipasti and favourite nibbles and downright indulgences.
Typically despite the previous few weeks being unseasonably hot, Wednesday was very much like the day when we did get married - changeable! Still, we didn't care and enjoyed it anyway...