Today, when even the earl of Wessex is allowed into the dressing-up box, Miss Middleton's choice of costume for her betrothed is instructive. She wants him as a Guards Colonel today. It's the bearskin, you see. He could no doubt equally have been a naval Captain or an RAF Group Captain. Naval dress was out - an unfortunate reminder of the weddings of both Prince Charles and Prince Andrew. And the great problem with the RAF is that they no longer have a ceremonial uniform, or rather, a ceremonial helmet. Just an ordinary service cap. If the junior service wants to be represented at dressing-up does, it really does need to go back to the ceremonial dress as worn by the late King George VI at his wedding. So William's a Guards Colonel today instead.
I shall be listening on the wireless today as I replace a starter motor. I was left with a stud absolutely stuck in the engine block; no amount of WD40, heating with a blowlamp, tapping and brute force with a mole-grip even turned it a nanometer. Two and a half hours I spent in trying to persuade that stud to move. I was reconciled to drilling it out, but as one last hope invested in a 1/2" socket Machine Mart stud extractor. Within 30 seconds out it came, clean and easy as a whistle. And that I think is today's lesson, for a wedding is always a bawdy event. It's all about the right helmet and the right tool for the job.