Chapter 59

And so the Bride was brought home. Then all the revellings began again. All the people who had not yet feasted (and a good many who had) took their fill. Some of them had, as they said, ‘clemmed all day to do it justice.’ The ringers came; the ploughmen and shepherds and their wives from far and near; the young man from Silverton who had taken photographs of everybody and everything. The oldest woman in the village came, and her children and grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. The youngest baby in the village c…