As the church doors opened, I took a deep breath and started my walk down the aisle. It was July 2019 and the place was packed with family and friends, but the only person I could see was my husband-to-be, Tony, 56.
Tony was my best friend and the love of my life. He was perfect for me – only it had taken me many years, a wedding and a divorce to finally realise it. We’d been here before, the two of us making vows to each other. But this time I was never letting Tony go.
We first met in March 2002 after
