It was the evening reception and everyone was drinking and dancing. I went outside through the double doors, and there he was, standing looking almost sheepish and shy: Keanu Reeves
One of the bridesmaids was fixing my dress, my husband, James, had accidentally stepped on it as we walked in when the wedding coordinator came up to me and said, “Oh, you’ve got a special guest outside.” And I thought, “Really? I’ve got family in America. Could some of them have come over as a surprise?”
My jaw dropped and I said, “Oh my goodness, nice to meet you.” And he said, “Really nice to meet you, too!” So I invited him in, offered him a drink and some food, and we got chatting, I think my five-year-old daughter was trying to climb all over me at the time. He said congratulations on getting married, wished us well, and gave me a hug. While we were in the middle of a conversation, I turned to the wedding coordinator and said, “Go get James!”
The wedding day, at Fawsley Hall in Northamptonshire, had been perfect. In the morning, there was a beautiful sunrise and it was so peaceful. My bridesmaids came over to get their makeup done and my family pulled together to decorate the reception room. Keanu Reeves turning up at my wedding was the icing on the cake.
What I didn’t know was that it was James’s doing, in a way. An hour or two earlier he had heard that Keanu was staying at the same hotel and eating in the restaurant, so he slipped away from the reception to go and chat to him. He’d explained that we’d just got married, and invited him to come and say hello to me if he wanted ,he said I was the one in the big white dress, hard to miss, which made Keanu laugh.
James had not told me any of this, so when Keanu turned up I was as surprised as anyone else. To see him chatting to my friends in the gardens of the beautiful country hotel, where my nan used to love having her afternoon tea, was more than a little bizarre.