We wait for the best man to arrive. And wait. And wait. We really
need to get going ourselves. I wonder if I’m going to be taking the groom
instead. Then just as we approach the point where we’re about to call him, he
arrives. We follow on and park up on a gravelly driveway opposite the mansion.
We’re shown to our rooms where we quickly change, then head to the bar for a
quick drink before we’re called into the chapel. Outside the hotel, I see my youngest
niece fighting with her cousin, and absolutely flattens him. I try not to
laugh. The chapel is small and plain but cosy as well. We take a seat near the
front and I try to sit at the end so that I can record the ceremony without
disturbing the audience. The girls are looking gorgeous. They’re not exactly
sure of what’s going on, but they’re enjoying being dressed up as princesses
for the day.
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