I got up this morning and popped my wedding frock on!
Well, when I say popped, it was more of a wriggling, husband yanking it up, breathing in, sucking the old tummy in and hoping for the best as the zip went up (it has been untouched since 1997!). And it did indeed zip up, it's fine when I'm stood up, but sitting down is another matter!
I have to admit to not being a royalist, but we will no doubt watch a bit of the wedding, reminisce about watching Charles & Diana back in 1981 and critiscise all the outfits, hats and hairdo's, then end up outside in the street with all the neighbours for an impromptu street party.
Anyone going to join me and fling on their wedding dress?, what was yours like??