...here I sit. It's only an hour or so until we tie the knot. I despair of my hair and Bert says I look like a werewolf. Despite this he seems perfectly happy to go through with it. Brave man.
Why can't marriage licences be like other legal paperwork? You send in your particulars, jump through a few boring bureaucratic hoops and hey presto! you're married. Why does there have to be so much fuss?
Maybe I'll understand it tomorrow.
BTW Hannah is for wearing a dress. That'll be the first time since she made her First Communion.