Cailleach

By Cailleach

Windsor.....not?

Well....what a day!

Obviously, I can't tell you exactly whose wedding I attended, but this is a photo of Windsor Castle. (Any resemblance to Kellie Castle in Fife is purely coincidental.)

The church was rather lovely...but strictly entre nous I was stuck beside some miserable woman who used to be a 'singer'. Apparently, she'd completely misread the invitation, and thought she'd been invited to a funeral rather than a wedding (which explained why she had a face on her like a slapped haddock all day long.....)

Then there was the bride....a very informal wee soul. When the minister asked 'Do you take this extremely privileged man ...', she said, 'Bet your sweet ass I do, honey!', which slightly surprised all of us.

On to the wedding breakfast; a very casual affair. The groom's granny had ordered in sausage rolls from Greggs, some dude called Reg Dwight did a bit of karaoke, and the miserable woman's husband organised a game of keepy-uppy in the garden.

And now, I'm off to the evening reception. The Greek grandad has arranged kebabs, and a retsina drinking game....apparently last one out wins an inflatable corgi and the keys to Cornwall.

Wish me luck.....

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