A wedding

 I feel a little churlish about how I feel about today's main event ... it was a wedding.

The problem is that it was the wedding of two people that I am not particularly close to.  The couple live just down the High. Street from The Pile, and we have been casual acquaintances since they moved in to the village about seven years ago.

30% has a much closer relationship, as the female half of the couple is a manicurist, and, the two of them have bonded over nail painting sessions.

I know them both to say "hello" to, and they are a pleasant couple, but we are not part of their friendship circle, so I felt that we would definitely be cast as extras at todays event.

Having said all of that, the ceremony was at the local church and the evening do was at the village sports club, so it would have been very antisocial not to make the effort.

Basically we were to attend the church ceremony at two clock and then make a second appearance at the party in the evening.

As a result the wedding consumed most of the day. We needed to be clean and tidy for the church, and, really, maintain that level of freshness for the later party. 

So the morning was taken up with gentle pottering, we lunched, attended the ceremony, and then had a damned good snooze in the afternoon. After a light supper, we headed up to the sports club for a drink and to be sociable, and headed home after the firework display.

It was a pleasant enough experience, I just wish that I had been more emotionally and socially connected to the happy couple.