I only found out recently that the day after the wedding, by which time, of course, my wife and I had left for our honeymoon (in Rome - we got a wonderful cheap holiday package) - a number of the guests had gone to my best man's house for another get-together. Mike, the best man, had made six or seven pavlovas for the wedding breakfast, and they had been transported - very slowly - across London. So slowly in fact, that he was late for the wedding ceremony!
Anyway, I wasn't going to talk about all that but about something else that happened at the wedding breakfast. We went to open the wine...no corkscrew. Nothing. (Not even any Sinf custom bottle openers.) Someone popped out - it may have been the inimitable Mike - and bought a marvellous device that you poke right into the cork - it's has a thick needle at one end. Once it's in, you pump the rest of the device up and down and suddenly the cork pops out. Air is pumped through the needle apparently.
What's even better is that we still have this bottle opener, getting on for forty years later. We don't use it often, since we don't drink a lot of wine, but it's still serving its purpose after all this time.