Going to the Chapel and we're going to get ma-a-ar-ried

Bill, one of our team of builders, used to live in the village and attended weekly services the chapel when he was a boy. On our behalf, he has contacted four sisters, all of whom he knew married in the chapel in the late fiftes and early sixties. This is one of the weddings and clearly shows one of the door boot-scrapers (on the right of the picture between the chief bridesmaid and father of the bride.) The door looks splendid - the current one is quite dreadful - and looks pretty similar to the one we intend to put in. Apparently, the sisters were the only people known to have married there and had to obtain special licences. It feels rather special and a privilege to be planning to live where such important events in the lives of others took place.