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The Wedding Fire

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Maybe it’s because I just binge-watched 3 seasons of Downton Abbey, or because I went to a wedding in London recently, but my internal dialogue is running in an English accent.  All I want to do is talk about the Dowager Countess, and Lady Mary, and Daisy, and horrible O’Brien, but I should tell a story about real people instead.


This London wedding was for a really timid couple – Too shy to walk down the aisle, they met seated at the front of the church.  Afterwards they had a reception in an old mansion where guests dished themselves in a dining room and then celebrated wherever they chose around the house.  No speeches, no embarrassing toasts, no first dance, no garter, no bouquet.  Basically, they didn’t want anyone to make a fuss.

While progressing through the buffet line, I passed a caterer just as he attempted to switch out a serving plate, but instead he accidentally tipped over a chafing fuel container.  It was like Lady Sybil (Yes, I will be Lady Sybil in this analogy) was dishing her vegetables and Piper Perabo (a la Coyote Ugly) kicked flaming Dr Pepper shots down the serving table.

Confronted with a row of flames, panicked guests screamed and threw their cocktails on the blaze – – literally adding fuel to the fire.  Some wonderfully heroic staff member extinguished the flames with a bucket of ice.  People rushed to clear up the mess and open the windows.  Remarkably fast the party settled back into conversation about university days and the cricket and [in my memory only] Matthew Crawley.

For the bride and groom’s sake, everyone did their best to pretend the fire had been a complete non-event.  Everyone, except the DJ.  He yelled out, “Alright you PARTY PEOPLE!  I want to hear you get LOUD and sing with me on this next TUNE!  Up next we’ve got…. SEX ON FIRE by Kings of Leon!!!”  And we were all like ~

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