As if the people at this wedding needed any encouragement to dress up. My personal favourite is Kate’s Grandma with the Trumpet

Last night we stopped traffic. Literally. After being picked up from the i-could-be-anywhere prison of my hotel room I was taken by deep’s neighbour Kshitij  (amazing guy, his name translates as Horizon I’ve since discovered) to Deep’s place which on the surface of it is in a good neighbourhood but still one that is in a [...]