Picnic in the Park

I enjoy a post wedding debrief the following day. Especially when you're trying to make sense of enigmatic Dutch guys who were singlehandedly trying to destroy everyone's livers with mezcal, or marvelling at the bravery of Hannah's parents who allowed 100 drunk guests to dance to salsa in their several-centuries-old farmhouse.

Wedding guests spent the afternoon on Jesus Green, keeping low to avoid the cold, polishing off tonnes of finger food, gallantly tackling the leftover booze and generally warmly welcoming in picnic season.

Hurrah to the summer stretching ahead.