"It will be mostly my fiancee's family. Which is quite large. Some friends of ours. My family from France. Some mutual friends of ours from old," she said, a but more softly. No use broadcasting any of that.
She smiled at him, thinking that if he was trying to avoid pretty girls England was an unexpected place to do so. The steppes of Russia, perhaps.
"It will be a lovely day. It will be in the garden, there will be dancing. You must save me a dance for old times sake."