Las Vegas? Come on that's 200 miles out of our way! But who were we to question JL? We were supposed to be in Death Valley for the first of our many locations between California and Arizona not gambling away the shoot-money at the slots. Around 7:00 pm we motor into Vegas, check into a motel that has enough rooms for the crew and arrange to meet in the car park later. I'm in the shower when there's a knock at the door and opening it to find one of JL's lovely assistants looking somewhat confused, who hands me an envelope. Surely not a call sheet? No a Wedding Invitation! Johnny Lizard and Janet this very night 10:00 at The Chapel of the Bells. So there I am in a fluffy bath towel panicking where to find flowers late at night in the middle of a town surrounded by sand! Still confused, we all duly converge in the car park at the appointed hour asking each other, "What's going on?" and we soon found out. This was for real. I was Maid of Honour, Gordon the Best Man and JL's two assistants were naturally the Wedding Photographers. Best wedding I've ever been to and followed by the Wedding Reception of a surf ‘n turf dinner. We had a ball! I did manage to find a rather strange bunch of flowers to give to the new bride. And as the sun lifted we all set off together for our honeymoon. What a night! What a shoot! What a memory!