And as I get dragged onto the dance floor, Willard keeps my glass company! Otto has sensibly chosen to sit this one out, as you can see!

And so, since the formal reception finished at 6PM (a bit of a surprise to the British guests, since the traditonal British wedding reception usually ends at around 3AM, normally with the intervention of Hotel security and/or the riot squad). However, we had been given a suite, and had prepared for this eventuality by stocking up on drinks and taking the assembled guests up to our room. Willard gets into the traditional British Wedding spirit by finding himself intimately intertwined with a previously unknown female of a slightly different species. And, proving his laddish credentials, he claims not to know her name to this day.....

And after we had recovered from the wedding celebrations (i.e. much MUCH later!) Willard takes the Staten Island ferry over to Manhattan Island for a little sightseeing.

And we find ourselves taking it easy outside the Pier 17 shopping arcade, whilst the more adventurous are inside spending money.

And, after this (literally) flying visit to the states, Willard finds himself back at Newark Liberty Airport, hanging out in the Continental Presidents Club. I'd love to say the plane in the background was ours, but it wasn't, our 777 turned up somewhat later, on the other side of the terminal.