We woke up the next morning to pouring rain – not exactly what you want to see on your friend’s wedding day. We jumped in the car and drove over to Glasgow only to get hopelessly lost – with the wedding only two hours away. Bloody Google maps.

We finally made it to the hotel only to discover that the church was an hour away, not ten minutes as I had assumed, and that we had no idea where it was. Luckily we bumped into the groom heading out. He pointed us towards a gathering of his relatives, and in the end we all went in convoy.

The rain was relentless but nevertheless Karen and Mike had a lovely service. We all headed back to the hotel for the reception – and full marks to Karen (because we all know that Mike had nothing to do with it!) – it was a really wonderful reception. It was everything you expected of a Scottish wedding, with haggis, neeps and tatties on the menu and plenty of Scottish dancing to keep us on our feet. It’s been a while since I’ve been in Scotland and seen so many kilts, but I was definitely the odd man out in trousers. Mike’s, in particular, looked great – he’d opted for the less-common hunters’ tartan, a nice change from the normal dress tartan.

Dave is delighted that Mike and Karen are getting married. He can’t hide his excitement!

Marc, on the other hand, is playing it cool as a cucumber.

Matthew poses for the camera

A piper leads in the bride

Mike and Karen’s first dance

First kiss and cutting of the cake

The part of the wedding every guy looks forward to!

Well, perhaps not every guy. Weddings are boring if you’re only seven.

Dave and Matt share a joke or two…

Admittedly, this is the sexiest dance partner Dave has had in a while. But you’d think that he would try to contain his enthusiasm a little bit…

The new bride

A dance move known to all of us as “the Mike”. So famous it even made the best man’s speech!

Darryl and Marc give it a little…

Proof, as if any were needed, that Aude is easily amused

Only at a Scottish wedding!