Clairvoyance strikes again!

In my entry on 21st April, I said I wished someone would get married so I could wear my nice new secondhand clothes. Well, my wish has come true! It must be six years at least since I attended the wedding of a friend's son, and twelve years since the last family wedding, when my sister wed husband No. 3! But this morning a fat, stiff envelope arrived containing an invitation to my cousin's daughter's wedding on July 18th. It's in Dorset, but maybe I can bum a lift off my London cousin. I'm certainly not going to miss it, though I think my black hat might be a tad funereal. I feel another trip to the charity shop coming on...