Nor any drop to drink

Sarah and David's wedding day dawned and it was oh-so-wet after a week of intense heat.
And we ferried the stuff to set tables in the marquee in the pouring rain.
Some of us in wellies.
Some of us in raincoats.
With the hoods up.
We set up the cheese tower with rain beating down. We laid out china tea cups, saucers, tea plates, pastry forks, in the pouring rain. We prepared the Pimms in the pouring rain.

The guests were served ice cream cornets after the ceremony. They were meant to eat them standing outside the church, chatting in the sunshine while photos were taken but the thunder and lighting rather scuppered that.
Instead they were served inside the Church porch and ate them in glorious baroque surroundings.
The seventy guests arrived in the marquee under umbrellas.
The bride and groom made the short journey in a vintage car and then trekked across the grass into the marquee, under umbrellas.
Then at about 4 o'clock the sun came out.
The sides came off the marquee.
The photographer lured the guests outside for some shots in the sunshine.
It was as it was meant to be.