Alex & Maurice get hitched.

Who knew that a mere five miles from the M25 lies some of the most beautiful countryside I've seen on the whole trip? Beps and I were racing through the lanes down by Edenbridge, trying to find the wedding of Alex and Maurice when we were pounced upon by a dingly dell of an area of Kent that cried H.E Bates like a skylark.

It was a really fun wedding with good people - all of whom seemed to love their chocolate...especially the chocolate martini shots. While Vee and I toiled away in the van, Beps set up shop on the stainless steel 'bar' (i.e. Gennie from the Box), pouring out those powerful little suckers to a constant stream of thirsty guests.