My brother got married to a very nice lady last weekend, down in deepest darkest Oxfordshire. This provided a good work-out for the new Nikon, although fortunately (for my brother) there was an official photographer, so he won’t be stuck exclusively with wide-angle shots of architecture to remember the occasion.
My sister volunteered to produce wedding cupcakes, complete with luminescent icing and edible glitter, and the venue provided an excellent roast lamb for dinner – cooked to perfection and no further. Sadly both these culinary delights paled next to a roast pig, complete with piles of crackling, stuffed in to fresh rolls.
