Some crap wedding photographer was about to take a god-awful photo of a groom and his spiky haired groomsmen standing tall, all wearing their matching wrap around sunglasses. She then realised only two of the three of them had sunglasses and asked if I had any spare in lost property. I did. However, with only the poor bride in mind I lied and saved her having to look at anymore cliché and distasteful photos that would potentially taint the wonderful memories she will hold forever.
Good dead for the day; completed!
