It was almost 7pm and my feet were tired.
The hair pins were digging into my head, my make-up was almost gone, my wedding dress was uncomfortably tight around the waist (note to bride – any snug fit around the waist will feel even tighter after a meal!).
And our best friend had driven off with our honeymoon luggage.
One of my girlfriends sought to help out. Go to her house and have a quick change of clothes.
But my husband gave me that look that I’ve come to understand to mean “That’s not a great idea”.