WeddingsAttending a wedding is like being handed a licence to act like a twat. Oh how I laughed when I sobered up and realised I'd nicked most of the plates and cutlery from the posh hotel lunch and those vague memories of stealthily exiting like a cat-burglar had in-fact involved falling out of the hotel, knives and forks clattering onto the steps.
Tell us your wedding stories.
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chthonic, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:19)
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Right Royal MistakeI was invited to a friend's wedding last year. She was getting married to a young man who happened to be in the Metropolitan Police's "Royal Protection" group.
I've never been much of a fan of royalty, so in retrospect drinking a shitload of free booze may have been a mistake. I'm told I asked a (very large) off-duty Royal Protection guy whether he'd ever wanted to be a "real policeman". Very nearly started a fight.
If you're reading this, Jo, I'm very sorry.
Oh, also I was one of the last to leave the bar and the Queen's Piper, who was there, told me to "fuck off", because he was trying to pull this blonde woman and I was getting in the way.
(, Fri 15 Jul 2005, 13:00, Reply)
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