I’m in North Carolina for my old friend Jonny Hennessey-Brown’s wedding. I arrived last night, the wedding is tomorrow and I’m best man.
Aside from the usual fear that American TV always gives me (CNN is on as I write this – it’s the least despairing option), I feel oddly relaxed. Must be the fact that I haven’t worked a 12-hour day for the past five days. I have to head off any second to a wedding meeting at the bride’s parents’ house, and then presumably to another, and then to a rehearsal at 5.30pm and so on and so forth.
I started writing the speech last night in my head while sitting in the hotel foyer drinking a lovely 1800 Silver tequila (why on earth can’t you get decent Tequila in the UK?). But I am still unsure who I toast: the bridesmaids, the parents, the bride and groom, a combination, or all three?
Hopefully it will all come clear at some point today.