The cake was so beautifully decorated, it almost seemed a shame to cut it. Each of the three tiers was iced in pristine white, trimmed with pale lavender, and decorated with deep purple flowers and pale green leaves. It was a true work of art.
Nevertheless, cakes are made to be eaten, not just admired, and besides, the cutting of the cake was a time-honoured wedding tradition.
Picking up the knife, Tosh and Owen posed for photographs before cutting the all-important first slice, accompanied by cheers and applause from their friends.
It tasted every bit as good as it looked.