- Contributed by
- twinrosebud
- People in story:
- Betty
- Location of story:
- City of London
- Article ID:
- A1998822
- Contributed on:
- 09 November 2003
The day before my wedding day there was an air raid in London, and, in rushing down the Underground stairs, I sprained my ankle.
When I went to walk up the aisle the following day, I had to hobble, which was very ungainly, and I nearly fell over. I was also rather taken aback to realise that there was no organ, as it had been removed from London to avoid possible damage during the Blitz... so there was a piano instead.
After the wedding, at the reception, we had a cardboard cake, because there were no ingredients available due to the rationing that was in force at the time.
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