Done Up Like a Fish Supper

The bride's father explained that although they live close to the church they'd hired Glasgow cabs because they didn't want to walk the distance down Great Western Road "done up like a fish supper". We liked the turn of phrase and adopted it for the week.

At the first wedding at Ardross we were done up like the proverbial but the only other people were also guests. The horses weren't paying attention. And fish supper attire somehow seems appropriate when drinking champagne on the terrace in front of the castle. The notoriously late piper missed the church and most of the reception but he was there by the end of the night to lead them to their Charlotte-green car in the mist beneath the fir trees. We went back to our digs above the stables and drank gin and tonics with the lovely far flung cousins from Bristol and London and Barcelona and Cologne.

In the morning Ali was there on the couch still in his kilt.