“… and so I’d like you to join me in raising a glass to Lola and Ollie, who manage to perfectly toe the line between being ridiculously in love and utterly sickening. To the happy couple!” Noah said, raising his glass to conclude his best man speech. As promised, he had stayed sober until after the speeches but he quickly made a beeline for the bar and ordered himself one of the few speciality cocktails that was on offer tonight. As he waited, he turned to the person standing next to him. “Can you believe that Ollie was worried that I’d be wasted and ruin the speeches? I think I did a marvellous job, even if I do say so myself”.
“We were probably all worried for a minute there.” Sami joked. “You did great, mate.”


















