Yesterday I did all sorts of serious things through work, which included attending a judicial review hearing at the High Court in the morning and then attending a symposium on criminal sentencing policy at the Law Society in the evening.
As a great believer in balance in all things, today I did my bit to redress the seriousness/frivolity quotient by calling Heat magazine after I spotted Damian Lewis and Helen McCrory sitting in the Islington registry office. They were both frantically ringing people up on their mobiles, one after another, and as I filled in a form to get my daughter's full birth certificate (for her passport) I quickly found out why.
They are tying the knot at the registry office this summer and had gone in to get their marriage license. What they didn't realise is that they actually had to provide the date of the marriage there and then. Hence they were ringing up people to check their availability for a random day in a month I shall not mention. At one point he was pacing around with the stress writ across his features.
Neither Damian or Helen looked quite as odd as they do in the photograph above, mind.
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