The UK divided on Saturday between those who wanted to watch The Wedding and those desperate to avoid it. I was in the former camp in the vicarage garden at St Paul’s church with pints of Pimms flowing, tasty burgers and fabulous cakes.
I was on a stall mid way between the screens and loud speakers relaying the service to my left and the children’s entertainer to my right. A surreal experience.
‘And there’s Meghan Markle making her way down the aisle’ murmured Huw Edwards reverentially. ‘Behind You!’ yelled the children’s entertainer. “There’s power in love. Love can help and heal when nothing else can” enthused the Chicago preacher Michael Curry. ‘Booooo’ yelled the children. “I do” said Meghan, at least I assume she did as the kids exploded with laughter and high pitched squeals of delight at the very point we’d all been waiting for. But I guess if she’d changed her mind I would probably have heard about it by now.
Cllr Sam Hearn
“It’s difficult to wear a hat” said Kirsty Young.
Cllr Sam Hearn begged to differ.
When I was a lad I served a term
As office boy to an Attorney’s firm.
I cleaned the windows and I swept the floor,
And I polished up the handle of the big front door.
(He polished up the handle of the big front door.)
I polished up that handle so carefully
That now I am the Ruler of the Queen’s Navee!
British backpackers in Australia
I think my favourite photo from Saturday was this one sent to me by my daughter in Australia, of British backpackers (all girls you will note) huddled round trying to watch the wedding on a mobile in a hostel.