Kate Lawson - Mother of the Bride

‘It all sounds very cut-price to me,’ snipped Marnie. ‘You’ll be asking me to help out with the sandwiches next. And if it’s going to be on the radio, we don’t want to let the side down, do we?’

And then Max said, ‘Jess, my parents are very traditional. If we don’t have a church service then they won’t think it’s a proper wedding. And I suppose I was thinking traditional too – white lace, doves, orange blossom and morning suits. A real wedding.’

‘It’s a shame you didn’t say all this before when I asked you what kind of wedding you wanted,’ growled Jess.

‘I just want a proper wedding. I thought you understood that.’

‘With me dressed up as a meringue?’ said Jess grimly.

Max smiled. ‘No, you just being as beautiful as you always are.’

‘Ahhh,’ Noo sighed. ‘Isn’t that lovely.’

Molly suppressed the desire to lean across the table and punch her.

‘So a classic white wedding it is then,’ Noo continued. ‘I have to say that in my opinion, it does take some beating.’

Marnie clapped her hands together in what Molly took to be pure delight. ‘Well, that’s that sorted out. Oh, I’m so glad that we came over. This is going to be such fun, JJ. Noo and I found the most wonderful dress for Mimi from this lovely shop in Norwich – they’ve got a branch in Bond Street and they are just so good.’

Noo was nodding. ‘We found that it’s easiest if we book an evening in the shop. Wasn’t the lady who owns it a sweetheart, Marnie? She couldn’t have been kinder. And they provide canapés and champagne. It was a completely lovely experience, wasn’t it?’

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