Phil & Alison's wedding 11/09/1999

Everything went smoothly in the picturesque church at Seaford, I remembered the ring and the vicar didn't shake so much that he dropped it. I resisted the urge to step on Alison's veil, and Hey Presto! Phil was married the third such groom I had helped to the altar.

The speech went well also, my technique relied on getting the audience drunk with extra toasts. I was certainly getting drunk as well by this point, and was lucky not to slur my words.

The disco arrived and was fine, though I didn't realise that my drunken efforts at dancing were being caught on video. This means some day soon I am likely to see what the rest of you have to put up with at parties.