Audio and Visual Identity


Now the ardent swelling of the Royal Wedding has ebbed and the happy couple ensconced on an island in the Seychelles, via a small fishing cottage on Anglesey, I wondered about their chosen Order of Service. As married, they departed Westminster Abbey to the melody of that Great British Party Classic, Greensleeves.

I say Party Classic, not because I’ve some secret dance moves to this finger-popping tune but because it creates a party in my mind. Just the first few bars and I’m back in an eternal, long hot summertime, learning the song on the piano with Miss Karen, and desperately, breathlessly (and with a stitch) galloping after the tantalizingly gaudy vans laden with frozen treasures.

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