A Right Good Do

I was at the Barley Hall today in York, for Martin and Rebecca's wedding. It's a beautiful mediaeval building:

Lots of mediaeval music and, unlike at many weddings, the readings were interesting, the sentiments heartfelt, the speeches witty. Martin and Rebecca looked very happy and John did an ace job as Best Man.

I don't mind admitting that I find anything resembling a Formal Do really difficult: that song "You will always find me in the kitchen at parties" could have been written for me. I never know what to wear and in general I'm happier with a job to do - I have ducked out of several weddings, feeling guilty and dreadful, but totally unable to face the required socialising. I have spent several others hiding. "But, Daphne, you must be in the photographs" once made me disappear for most of the rest of the day.

So thanks to those of you who made it firstly possible, and secondly enjoyable, for me today - I think you know who you are.

And many congratulations to Martin and Rebecca - they are both lovely and I hope they'll have a long and happy life together.