So the bunting went up, the only house in the row and maybe the only house in Shepton Mallet - I certainly haven't seen any more and was met with much embarrassment from my 8 year old son!!
But I'm glad I did - because whilst watching the television coverage of this wonderful occasion all morning, I felt extremely proud to be British and despite everyone else in the house hold being uninterested from the outset, by 11.00am everyone was watching!
We even had Royal Wedding sweets to celebrate!
The wedding was, as my daughter summed it up 'magical' - they both looked truly happy and very much in love.
And of course it was all sealed by 'the' kiss.