The last time I managed it down the aisle (well to the reg office) the night do was at Martholme Grange, I was working their at the time, the flaming compare Toni, cleard the floor and made me and the other half get up on our lonesome whilst he blasted out a song in our honour with everybody clapping, it may have been embarasing if I hadn't have been quite p***** at the time
As for the song, ain't got a clue
