In his speech, the best man got the bride's name wrong. What a clanger!

Melody, for this, impossibly, was her mother's name, twinkled in a searching manner over the glasses.

Hi everyone, Had a lovlerley ubberley weekend-filled with much loonsome dancing and merriment.

[…]ehm but if you’re happy then that’s what it comes up to at the end of the day if you’re happy doing what you are. ehm (..) if you’re not then it’s up to you to change it ehm I don’t think there’s a – (.) an age thing it’s ehm a personal one.