I officiated at a wedding today in the beautiful marble chapel at Mount Stuart House on the Isle of Bute. The journey there involved catching a ferry with lots of the other guests. By the time we arrived we were therefore on very good terms. There is nothing quite like West of Scotland patter and banter for breaking down reserves and making friendships.Carolyn and Jason had a lovely start to their married life together. And I returned armed with a few more terrible jokes. And, on the way home we listened to the end of the Scotland-Lithuania game and caught the last two Scottish goals. What more could one ask for?