Ok, I was wrong. The wedding wasn’t a struggle. But then I said I wasn’t going to drink, and I did. Conversation flowed, laughs were had and it all turned out well in the end.

And any best mans speech that can start, “I’ll admit to being a bit nervous. This isn’t the first time today I’ve got up from a warm seat with some paper in my hand”, deserves a salute. Rob, I salute you.

And the groom turned up in a bright red Ferrari.