Making my markle......

At this very moment, I'm en route to London. There's not much that I'm allowed to say without being sent to The Tower about my trip....but it involves A Wedding.

My problem is this....on one hand I feel it's my duty to report back to you about all the forthcoming shenanigans, but on the other hand I don't really want to be beheaded.....


Oh buggerit. If I change the names slightly, will you promise not to grass on me?