Jack held the car door for Mandy. They’d walked to the car park in silence, aside for animated fits of giggling from Mandy, interspersed with utterances that had Jack baffled; sounded like fairy, seafood, France, and who gives a toss. ‘Thank you darling, come here,’ and she kissed him full on, a wave to the CCTV cameras.
In the car, they buckled up, Mandy, giggling like a little girl into the steering wheel, before she drove off to St John’s, the Roman Catholic Cathedral.
‘I must say, you"re taking this remarkably well, lover.’
She flicked him a glance, ‘I love you, you make me laugh, often unwittingly, but it makes me feel warm inside, and I am glad we are together.’
He relaxed back in his seat, ‘That’s a relief, thought you might think I’d blown it.’
Her giggling momentarily tamed,
