29/08/2026
Yesterday I had the honour and pleasure of performing at Matt and Alex’s wedding.
I’d been performing close-up magic during the drinks reception and then around the tables during the wedding breakfast. Near the end of the evening, the room was being cleared ready for the dancing when I realised something.
The father of the bride had hardly seen any magic.
With nearly 100 guests, it’s surprisingly easy for that to happen. People disappear for photographs, get caught in conversations, move tables or simply happen to be somewhere else when I arrive.
I’d pretty much finished for the day, but I didn’t want him to miss out, so I went to find him and did a couple of things just for him and the small group around him.
He gave me one of the best reactions of the day. Then his young grandson, Matt and Alex’s son, appeared, saw me and excitedly shouted:
“Mr Magic Man!”
I’ve been called worse.
It was the last bit of magic I performed yesterday. And it’s one of the bits I remember most.