The rooms, the numbers, and the couples' own words.
Two hundred and sixty-six invitations, three villages, one seating chart that survived every aunt. Planned across four months of Sunday evenings.
We sent the invitations on a Sunday night and had 80 replies by breakfast. My mother cried at the website.
A small wedding by Cyprus standards — ninety guests, two quotes for everything, and a guestbook that kept filling for three weeks after the last dance.
The seating room saved us. We moved his uncle three times without a single argument.
Planned from London for a wedding in Paphos — parents collecting guest numbers with a shared link, the couple approving from another timezone.
Our mothers added half the guest list themselves. We just watched the replies come in.
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