The last wedding I was at was one between my cousin Shona and her fiance Andy. My mum is a minister and she had been asked to take the wedding. Now this was a family wedding so I pretty much knew half the people there but crucially I didnt know them very well. Also, for those who dont know, my name is Sandy. This is the information you need for this story.

The ceremony went fine and at the reception we all sat down. The bride and groom, their respective parents and my mum (minister) were all at the head table. The MC called silence and said that we would have a blessing, then food, then speeches.

Cue my mother. A silent room. Eyes closed and heads bowed.

Some of you can probably already see the car crash coming.

My mum proceeded to give thanks for the marriage between 'Shona and Sandy.... um... Andy'

I quietly died. I prayed that the hall would open up and swallow me. I was CRINGING with embarrassment.

OMGOMGOMG

So tell me lads and lasses... have you ever been more embarrassed than that?