I had quite decided that the ‘shocking favour’ asked of Helen was going to be "Can you get me three litres of own-brand vodka. To make sanitizer. To keep CHRIS’S BABY safe’.
But hurrah! that Kirsty June (June? really?) has finally got hitched. She’ll be in it up to her neck when Plod comes calling. Confiscation of property, the lot.
Deep joy. Not that she has much property, but still…
Tell you what I’m pretty sure doesn’t apply, though: dragging in witnesses off the street.
I believe the Registrar has to know who will act as witnesses some time in advance, and the witnesses must have ID.
That’s changed, then: my aunt was married with the bridegroom’s taxi-driver as a witness because the idiot bridegroom had forgotten that one would be needed, and the registrar had difficulty with three out of the four surnames (Turkish Cypriot, Polish, German) involved, and one of the forenames (unique to my mother).