Before the event we said that we had intended to sip from our Tesco Meghan and Harry “loving cup” throughout the proceedings,
……… however we found ourselves sharing a box of tissues instead, as tears flowed down cheeks and noses needed to be blown ……
and when they were all used up, well, Darrell’s shoulder was there to erm …… lean on.
In the lounge of The Towers, we were all lost in our own world. You can’t beat a true love story, and this one had it all, a soldier Prince, a beautiful actress bride, a demure frock, lots of big hats, uniforms, horses, haunting music, The Queen and Elton John …… just the thought of it all is starting me off again.
Yes, the Asti Spumante was popped, but we sipped daintily, instead of swigged as befitted the occasion ………
It’s going to be a very long time before we see another such Royal Wedding again, and it probably won’t be of our generation ……..
……. so it had to be savoured, not seen or remembered through a haze …….. congratulations Meghan and Harry …… you did us all proud and made these three monkeys, very emotional.