The day, itself, was absolutely brilliant. We all had a wonderful time. We did not argue, we did not bicker. Everybody had on their best togs and both sides of the families rubbed along very nicely together. The bride looked extremely happy and so did the groom. (Welcome to "The Firm" as they say over here...) The wedding venue or "Rooms with a View" played a dashing protagonist. The sun shone but thankfully not too much as it did so a day later! (Or we would have all passed out from the fierce rays.) No fisticuffs. No nothing. So sorry to disappoint...
Mr. Morose was positively beaming in his Tony Soprano-like linen suit. Austen, in very fashionable sunglasses, looked as pretty as a picture. Littlest Sister cried and sobbed throughout the ceremony conducted by the local Mombaruzzo lady mayor.
All our friends were there. The speeches came BEFORE the meal. We ate titbits, drank champagne and wine galore. The traditional Piedmont multi course meal then followed. Our children amazed us and everyone else with phenomenally good behaviour all day and Princess dazzled us all in her starring role as bridesmaid or "damigella" as the Italians say...we stayed until the dancing started. We were tired but the children weren't....ain't that a sign of the times?
