Alex’s christening took place at the weekend, and it was an absolutely lovely day. Three of our closest and oldest friends became his godparents, among them one of my childhood friends from Germany. She had come all the way with her two boys to attend this special day and become Alex’s godmother, which I’m really grateful for, as I never take any of my German friends traveling to the UK for granted.
For some reason we only have a few snapshots of the day. I think we were so busy with preparations and life generally in the run-up to the day, that photography simply became an after-thought. And, understandably, we weren’t allowed to take shots during the ceremony anyway. Saying that, we have at least a few nice images that we can look back on.
The ceremony was relatively brief, with the vicar giving an informal sermon about the significance and symbolism of a Christening, and I feel he struck a nice balance between "worldly" and religious, before proceeding with the actual baptism. Becky was allowed to pour water from the river Jordan into the fountain, and later on she was given additional big sister duties by holding the candle on Alex’s behalf. She loved being part of the ceremony, and we all thought it was a lovely touch.
After the christening we went for a nice meal and afterwards everyone came back to our house. It was only a small, intimate affair with close friends and family, but it was a happy and jolly day that we will treasure.
And Alex just looked like a dude, don’t you think? (Or like an English Gentleman, as my Mum said).