All the guests having seen her last post will be changing their outfits at the last minute to incorporate a bag big enough to hold at least a half bottle of spirits!
Sod going to hang around the gates of Pickle Cottage (that isn’t really called Pickle Cottage) as some kind of Stacey groupie, I’m getting myself to the Cash and Carry and then heading down there to set up a little off-licence stall of my own. Stacey’s even given me my advertising slogan;
‘Invited to the wedding but forced to drink tea?
Come and buy the good stuff from little old me!’
Or maybe:
‘Stuck with tea at the wedding of Joe and the hag,
This little bottle of vodka will fit in your bag!’
By this time next month I’ll be a millionaire! I’ll be beating them off with a stick, I mean, who in their right mind is going to be able to spend the whole day at ‘Pickle Cottage’ without the aid of some hard liquor eh?!