I was a bridesmaid at a wedding taking place in the Cathedral the priest was a bit off hand and when it came to the bit ‘do you take …..’ he turned to the groom and said what do you call her nodding towards the bride and he answered “Lee”. The priest then asked, “Is that her proper name?” The groom replied “No it is Lydia Rosa.”
The priest then asks the groom “Do you take Lydia Rosa to be your lawfully wedded wife to which Gez answered, “I do.” The priest then turned to my friend Lee and asked her “What do you call him?” Knowing the response Gez (which is what she called him) got Lee responded "Gerald Albert" to which the priest replied. “What every time you want him you call Gerald Albert?”
I am sure the priest had been drinking and it was probably his sixth or seventh wedding that day but poor old Lee was beside herself. The best man and I were stood behind the bride and groom during this exchange and I could see the best man out of the corner of my eye trying not to laugh. The best man was trying so hard that was shaking and bright red in the face, which unfortunately started me off too.
The more we tried not to laugh the redder we both got and the funnier we both looked. I am sure the giggles were an embarrassed and nervous reaction in both of us to the rude priest and it was the last thing either of us really wanted to do.
Then the groom turned round to see what the muffled snorts and grunts were that were coming from behind him. These sounds were the results of us trying to stifle our giggles and that started him off which then set the bride off.
The congregation could not see our faces so they did not know what was going on all they could see was four backs shaking and convulsing with suppressed laughter.
It was not particularly funny at the time but later we all often laughed about it.