I'm off to the wedding of the daughter of an old friend tomorrow in Canterbury. The wedding is around 3pm. I'm driving there (2hrs drive). The invitation said 'party sparkles' Looking at the weather I think I'm going to wear boots and a very, very warm coat to the church and change into party shoes and a wrap for the reception. Brrrrrr! 
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Hope it's a great day, janthea. (You could put your thermal vest in your handbag in case you need to slip away at some point and put it on.)