Kind, loyal BBC. Choosing Dermot O'Leary for the commentary team at least made Prince Harry look a little less fidgety in the Chapel. It was, by and large, a team that stuck to what they'd written beforehand, rather than point up the scenes we were watching. Did anyone say the word "French" when the dress was belatedly revealed as from Givenchy, albeit knockwed up by their British-born creative lead ?
US Bishop Michael came up with an iPad for his peroration - an unremarked-on first for a Royal Wedding. Meghan's mother was the only guest at the top table who didn't look uncomfortable as he gave Windsor some of that ol' time religion. The home side were the definition of bemused. Elton John's face was postively twisted.
Justin and the bride and groom gave their mics a fair bashing in the exchange of rings, which ought to have been spotted in rehearsal. Did those guests sitting in the knave see ANYTHING ?
The lead, off left, horse of the greys trotting ahead of the Hop-On Hop Off Windsor Landau Excursion, had clearly been given a dodgy breakfast, and nearly took out three or four of the police line along the Long Walk. Meghan swivelled her head relentessly left and right, to afford both sides a half decent mobile phone shot. Still, the highlights DVD will be fine.
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