Mum left to go downstairs to the ceremony room, and before long dad arrived to walk me down the stairs. Dad and I walked down the winding staircase, I was hanging on to him for dear life praying I wouldn’t tumble straight down and spend the day in hospital (which wouldn’t be surprising). I had to ask for a glass of water before we walked down the aisle as my mouth was so dry. We then stood in our positions outside the room as the string quartet started slowly playing Pachelbel’s Canon. The bridesmaids set off down the aisle. A lump in my throat started rising and I whispered to dad that I was going to cry, he told me I’d be alright, and off we went, this was it, the biggest moment of my life…