Another time it was a wedding in America. At the reception I can only describe what was like a mini ceremony on the dance floor after they were already married. The bride, Groom, her mum and her dad all linked arms and walked into the reception like walking the aisle again. Slow music playing, the mother clearly loving the attention as if she were the bride. Then they all did this weird slow dance type of thing while all holding each other in a foursome in the same way a couple would.Then suddenly the daughter breaks free and did this awful stretched out hand with her parents as if they were out of reach. That was meant to be the parents handing their daughter over to the groom. The groom actually untied a massive ribbon they'd put around her waist as if opening a parcel while they stood like animated clowns in a panto with clasped hands and sheer joy on their faces. This led right into their first dance. Super cringe like nothing I have seen before.
Oh god, I squeaked 'nooo', 'noooo' all the way through reading that. And actually curled my toes.
My first wedding the worst thing (other than marrying the idiot) was that the celebrant's dog wandered around dragging its lead through dog shit, (wedding in a park) which was quite the distraction during the ceremony.
Heh, that one only lasted 15 months, which is what happens when your husband decides you can't leave and embarks fully into alcoholism. It was horrible.
My second wedding, though...the worst thing was groom's parents nicking off home to pick up the camera they had forgotten, without mentioning to anyone where they were going. I walked into the room to two empty chairs, right up the front.
Still, very, very minor. We did photographs before, fed everyone well from a really good buffet, and had very low key recorded music. 36 people on one long table, it was lovely. Been almost 14 years now.