Sorry - I'm still waiting to get hold of the rest of the photos from the wedding photographer so its a bit short of pitures at the minute

Owen and I had to be out of the hotel early so that Cheryl could get into her wedding dress without the groom seeing it. We had a nice walk round Rialto and had a drink in St Marks Square.

And throughout it all we were stared at, jeered at and gossiped about.

My personal favourite was the random tourists who would try and get photographs of 'the strange men in skirts' without us knowing.

Nevertheless we made it unhindered to the Palazzo Cavalli for the ceremony...