article_snippet: did Matt and Liz own thing, eating turkey sandwiches from a corner deli, or inviting NYC friends for eclectic English/Ukrainian/French/Italian parties.
article_snippet: our witness Robin was We best friend, an Englishman in New York who'd recently moved to Boston and understood the pull of Boston as much as We did.
article_snippet: The day itself was brilliant.
article_snippet: We walked across Brooklyn Bridge towards City Hall - something We'd done so many times before, sightseeing with family, or after drunken nights out in quirky bars or warehouse parties.
article_snippet: Tourists cheered We and it felt like the whole city was We friend.
article_snippet: City Hall itself was an unforgettable experience - my bouquet was unceremoniously dumped on the security scanner belt and checked for concealed weapons, just like everything else, because the building housed law courts filled with plenty of 'no-goodniks'.
article_snippet: We New York friends were out in force after work - We'd suggested a drinking session and when a few cried off
article_snippet: We had to admit We had 'an appointment at City Hall' and Our New York friends might want to rearrange plans to join We on a pub crawl that kicked off with cocktails on the roof garden of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
article_snippet: Everyone promised to keep Champagne photos off Facebook and any wedding-related chat had to stay in New York because I was terrified the news would get back to England before We did.
article_snippet: Most of We friends were thrilled.
article_snippet: We planned a marquee-full of drinks, dinner and dancing with a healthy mix of English friends and New York guests who'd experienced it all the first time round.