Alanis Morrisette once sang about the irony of "ra-ee-ain on your wedding day". As we got towards the end of Harriet's preparations, it became increasingly likely that we would find out just how ironic it really is. I had an umbrella with me, but not one that was big enough to cover me, my telephoto lens at the front and rucksack to the rear. Luckily, a kindly guest gave me a golf umbrella on my arrival at the venue. After ten minutes of trying to manage manual logistics o