I have been tormented and frustrated in my efforts to buy an outfit for the coming Saturday's family wedding. It has been a real bugbear to trawl the shops and come home with nothing. I don't want to dress like my mother's generation nor my daughter's (phrases about mutton come to mind) and even though my generation was a boom one, there seem to be no shops that cater for it. I think someone could make money creating fashion for The New Grans.
So in the end, I'm going to fall back on something I wore for another do rather a long time ago, and hope it's true what the Head of Finance says, that folks will all be looking at the Bride and not at me.
Makes me really glad that in the Kingdom the wedding garments are provided.
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