But some weddings are more wonderful than others. And happier too

I’ve just returned from a truly moving Ceremony with Harley and Mystique, who were celebrating 31 years of marriage in RL.

How moving their Ceremony was!

These two, a happily married couple with a grown family, decided to go through another Ceremony in-world to recommit their partnership.

I was honoured to be present in my official capacity.

But, while I was writing a notecard for Darla, I received another urgent call to see if I could manage a wedding in an hour’s time.

So, there I was, madly preparing for a rush job for Stella (whose Pastor had a RL emergency), and I was contacted again by Darla. “Alas,” I told Darla, “I’ve already taken an emergency booking.” Guess what! Same wedding. What a relief.

So I met the very charming Darla Catteneo, officiated at a happy wedding with Stella and Dave and enjoyed myself immensely.

Another good day in-world. That’s Stella in the photo.

However, sometimes they don’t all run as smoothly as you would wish and I remember well (too well) the blips and glitches that mark some weddings out more than others.

There’s always an element of luck involved in getting people together, on their best behaviour, in the same place at the same time. All sorts of little things don’t run to plan.

Little things like crashing Brides, the boxes appearing on various heads, the unexpected latecomers who TP in on top of the Groom, the vanishing rings and inexplicable disappearance of the Best Man. And why is there, so often and so awfully, the one guest who arrives dragging a 40k inventory, wearing 300 prim hair and enough bling to light up a small town for 12 hours?

But these are just annoyances. Mind you, I’ve had some doozies too.

I had a horror of a morning once when a landowner didn’t add me to the access list. Every time I tried to TP in, I ended up somewhere in the bowels of the earth, orbiting at 800m or crashing savagely. My IMs weren’t seen (easy enough when you have more than four IM windows open) and I ended up having to send pleas to numerous people whom I knew to be guests : “Pass on a message , please”. By the time it was all cleared up and I was at the altar ready to roll — the guests were (after half an hour of waiting) in various stages of high jollity and quite possibly high inebriation.

Nevertheless, the couple were married and the guests enjoyed themselves. A good outcome