I spent much of my childhood fantasising about my wedding day. It was always an outdoor wedding in a private garden. A gazebo stood tall, embellished with fresh roses that glistened in the sunlight. I made quite an entrance too. I would grace the aisles in a magnificent gown fit for a queen. To think of fairytale weddings as anything more than a recipe for a chick-flick bewilders me now, but back then, the fantasy was captivating. I yearned for it to be a reality. To Have and