Wedding party

It was supposed to be a royal-theme fancy dress party, but apart from step-mum in her red, white and blue (although I only saw red and blue) and H with his crown (which lasted all of two minutes before being thrown to the floor in disgust) there was just me in my Sex Pistols t-shirt and red, white and blue eyeshadow - everyone else having decided to opt for normal summer bbq attire. Bah, humbug - that's what I say!