We’ve all been there. The fancy stationery arrives in the post along with a save the date card bearing all the details of your friend’s upcoming nuptials.
They’ll tell you the dress code. The bank account details for you to transfer them an undisclosed sum as your fee for celebrating their happy day. Time, date, location.
And then you’ll be left with a sense of impending doom when you realise you can’t just pop in a cab and head up the road, but you need to book an overseas airfare.
Yes, gone are the days of getting hitched in the backyard and having a reception at your local town hall. No, now you're more likely to receive an invitation to another bloody destination wedding.