For the past couple of days I have been attending the wedding of my eldest daughter in Wales. They decided to be married at the golfing resort of St Pierre near Chepstow. It was well organized by the hotel staff and I can give them a hearty recommendation. But the most remarkable thing about the couple of days occurred because the actor Sean Bean was making a film there.
My 87-year old mother doesn't get around very well these days, and seeing her struggling with a few stairs, the actor gallantly gave her his arm. It really made her day. At breakfast the next morning next morning she had to endure some gentle ribbing about baked Beans and whether the tomatoes weren't too Sharpe for her, but as she was sitting in the lobby afterwards, the actor came up and greeted her again. I guess she'll be talking about this for the rest of her life.