My parent’s car caught fire on the A12 , causing it to be shut , and them eventually being dropped off at the venue in a fire engine .
Dh to be got caught in said traffic closure on way to venue together with his 3 best men (DS’s ) and one of the ushers , and rang me who was already at the venue , raging about “ some stupid fucking idiots whose car fire’s shit the whole fucking road “ - and while passing it failed to recognise his PIL’s ......
Carphone Warehouse rang him in the middle of the ceremony to offer him an upgrade ..
The DJ double booked us ... which was only discovered when he didn’t turn up and was called when he was halfway up the M6 , fortunately the wedding photographer knew someone who threw his stuff into a van and we ended up dancing to 60’s music all night .
Oh and one of my aunt’s drank 4 bottles of red , which she stole off other tables , then decided to liberate 3 of the table arrangements and an entire round of Brie off the buffet .
Apart from that it went like a dream !