"I do ....not"

A short stroll at a lovely forest park then down to the nearby small town.  As we stroll along the main street, a woman  stands at the doorway of the Registrar's office:  She asks if we are by any chance X and Y.  Only if Xand Y have won the lottery, we jest!  Then she asks if there is any chance we could be witnesses to X and Y's marriage! We are thrilled to bits and agree we'll wait the ten minutes til they arrive.

Half an hour passes. No X and Y.  40 minutes still no X and Y.  the butler and I make up tales about the possible reasons, ranging from flat tyre to a death in the family.  But they don't phone or text the Registrar who has never had such a situation before (Don't believe the soaps, obviously) When an hour has passed we all give up and the butler and I tell Reg. we're off to the pub next door for late lunch.  Reg says she'll just follow us over as she'd hate it if they were sitting there thinking they were too late.

Reg. is a woman of sublime instinct.  In the pub sit a nice looking woman in smart coat and dress and a plump and presentable middle aged man whose tie matches her outfit.  "Excuse me; are you by any chance X and Y?"  They say they are, but no, they don't want to talk about it.

Reg rushes off and the butler and I enliven our tasty lunch spying on X and Y  and making up more lurid tales than before, encouraged by the fact that they are very quiet, are talking together and no one is weeping.

Texted the tale to wee sister who remarked "It could only happen to you!"    Such fun!!

So  ---   back to taking daft pics and writing daft entries; what a relief!