14/11/2024
I go to a lot of weddings. There are trends and suits and colour schemes that I see a lot of. I also have a terrible memory. But there are some things that are just seared in my brain. Some are seen, some are heard, but in this case, it was a double whammy…
I don’t do a lot of church weddings anymore, it’s just the way the industry has unfolded in the last few years, especially since Covid. However, if I do, I can always expect to find the vicar waiting in a corner, ready to tell me the 800 rules to guarantee we don’t get the best for our couples. That will be pretty much the extent of our conversation.
This day was somewhat different…
Never have I ever watched a vicar jollying through a cemetery with a steaming cup of coffee, a huge smile on his face, living his best life.
Never would I have also expected this conversation with a man of the cloth…
’Their friend is doing a reading midway, did you know?’
‘I didn’t, which one?’
’The one in the green dress…’
’There are two friends in green dresses, which one is it?’
’The one ALMOST in the green dress…’
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