They were running a bit behind from the ceremony before hers, but eventually we were all invited into the cathedral.
As much as we would have loved to have sat front and center, the need to drop off our bags at the coat check slowed us down enough that the center was full.
At least we were at the end of a row on the side so we could still catch a glimpse of the ceremony, which opened with a choir.
On our 31st wedding anniversary we had the pleasure of watching our eldest daughter presented as a Master of Research in Sustainable Futures, the only one with that particular degree.
And luckily she walked down our side of the aisle and spotted us.
Sadly we then had to kiss her goodbye as she was catching a bus back to campus for celebrating with friends and we were heading back to London before flying out the next morning to Germany.
Here’s one more angle of Truro Cathedral caught from the train.
The scenery was dramatic...
…including a giant white horse near Bratton Camp which was originally cut in the late 17th century.











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