They planned the wedding. I made sure they didn't have to run it.

E + E got married at the local church, just a minute down the road from the bride's family home, before heading back to the house for an English garden wedding in a marquee.

There was something really special about seeing the two of them get married somewhere that already meant so much. This wasn't just a wedding venue. It was the bride's childhood home. And throughout the day, there was something lovely about seeing them completely comfortable in a place that had been part of her life for so long.

They had 99 guests, a beautiful marquee in the garden and a day that felt relaxed, personal and completely theirs.

When E + E booked me, they had already done the majority of the planning themselves. What they needed was someone to take all those plans and actually make them happen.

Our first handover was a Zoom call where we went through absolutely everything. Every supplier. Every detail. Every question. Every little thing that had been sitting in the back of their minds.

Almost immediately, I started finding the practical things that needed checking. I spoke with the marquee company about furniture hire, then the caterers about their rental equipment and made sure the different pieces would actually work together. Because it's one thing to have a table plan on paper. It's another thing to make sure the tables, chairs, catering equipment and marquee all physically work together on the day.

From there, I took over supplier liaison, final confirmations, timings and the master timeline. The couple had planned the wedding. I took responsibility for making the plan work.

I arrived at 10am the day before the wedding. There was no dramatic entrance. Just a lot of tablecloths waiting to be steamed.

I prepared everything I could for the following day, greeted suppliers who were arriving early, met with the catering team's head waitress and went through the logistics for the wedding day. Then I headed down to the church to check everything was ready there too.

By the time I left, I knew where everyone needed to be, when they needed to be there and what needed to happen next.

The next morning I arrived at 11am with my team of three. Our first priority wasn't the marquee. It was the bride and her family. I checked in, made sure the bride was okay and that everything was running to plan.

Once I knew she was happy, I headed to the groom's accommodation to deliver his button holes and check the nerves weren't too intense. Then I headed outside. The tables were laid to my standard, any last-minute steaming was done, the flowers were checked, the marquee was hoovered, the garden was made ready, and lanterns were placed around the gardens ready for the evening.

And then it was time to get everyone where they needed to be. I took the photographer and videographer to the church for the bride's arrival, returned to the house, and then went back to escort the bride to the car - carrying her train and sending her off to get married. At that point, my job became making sure the rest of the day happened exactly as it should.

This is probably my favourite part of wedding coordination. Because a wedding can look completely effortless to the couple and their guests while there is actually a ridiculous amount happening behind the scenes.

The catering team had forgotten the sparkling water. The family hadn't supplied enough ice. So I sent my team out to buy both. No drama. No need to tell the couple. Just a problem that needed solving. That's what I was there for.

I worked closely with the photographer on the shot list, making sure we had the right people in the right place at the right time. I liaised with the groomsman who was making the announcements throughout the day, checking that everything was being announced when it needed to be so the day flowed naturally.

During the speeches, I delivered a secret bouquet of flowers to the mother of the bride. And when the flowers from the church came back to the house, I repurposed them throughout the marquee to elevate the space for the rest of the evening.

After dinner, the cake table became the guest book table. Furniture was moved from outside into the marquee. Personal belongings were gathered and safely returned to the family home. Two grannies needed taxis home, so I organised them, liaised with the drivers and kept track of where guests were going and how long journeys were taking.

And then there was the emergency kit. One guest broke her shoe. Two cable ties later, she was back on the dance floor.

At the end of the evening, I found myself helping an extremely drunk guest get out of a taxi. Not exactly what you see on the wedding planner brochures. But if he'd been sick in the taxi, the taxi company would have stopped taking guests home.

So yes. I dealt with it. Because I'll do whatever needs doing.

They didn't need another person telling them how to plan their wedding. They'd already done that. What they needed was someone to take responsibility for the running of it.

Someone who knew: where every supplier needed to be, what was happening next, who needed to be told, what needed setting up, what needed moving, what needed fixing, what the guests needed, and what the couple absolutely didn't need to know about.

And that's exactly what I did. They got to be newlyweds. Their family got to be family. Their friends got to be guests. And I got to run around making sure everything happened. Which, frankly, is exactly where I like to be.

I'm incredibly proud of how this wedding went. Not because nothing went wrong - things absolutely did. But because when they did, they didn't become the couple's problem. They became mine.

And I loved working alongside the suppliers too. One of the comments that particularly stuck with me came from the florist, who admitted she'd been worried I was going to be a little... stuffy. Instead, she loved working with me. And honestly, that made me laugh.

Because if there's one thing I never want Dorset Wedding Co. to be, it's stuffy. I'm organised. I'm professional. I'm very good at a timeline. But I'm also going to laugh with you, get stuck in, run around the garden, fix your shoes, chase your taxis and probably end the night covered in something I can't explain. That's my kind of wedding planning.