What happens when the party's over? I'm not talking about the old 'marriage kills romance' cliché - I'm thinking more immediate and pressing issues, like honeymoons. They're well within my remit, so here are a few first thoughts on some romantic destinations that almost live up to finally being able to say 'I Do'.
What might be better than a marriage tax allowance? For a start, what about increased access to relationship counselling? Something which might actually help save a struggling relationship. Unlike the proposed marriage tax break which even David Cameron acknowledges won't stop anyone from getting a divorce.
If you planned your wedding with love and affection, included things that you enjoy and had it photographed beautifully then of course we all want to see it. It is great for all the wonderful suppliers you used to get a pat on the back for their good work. We want to feel like we were part of your day and feel inspired.
I'm always one for moving forward but to me this is a step in the wrong direction. Isn't planning the demise of a marriage before we even sign the register a recipe for disaster? Without question, if my husband-to-be had suggested we put together a pre-nup, I'd have torn up the invites and scoffed the wedding cake.
I found that my planning went absolutely swimmingly until other people were involved. Namely, family. "Why isn't so and so invited? Can I have a plus one?" The simplest answer you can give is "because there is no room". In an ideal world I would have had everyone I love and like. I was limited to 160. Ergo. There were some cuts.
Songbird Kelly Clarkson called off the big wedding she and her fiance were planning this October, because she was 'so overwhelmed' and 'so over' planning it... But for most couples, it's simply not possible. So if you've got to knuckle down and get it done, how do you manage to not hate your own wedding?
If you are going to get married you should do something more than elope. A wedding is a chance for you to sail into your joint future, borne up on a wave of family love and friendly approval. Not to mention have a terrific party. But how to get a balance between generous hospitality and the need to be sensible?
Finally, there she is. His bride. Head to toe antique lace, a veil costing more than most people's homes. Her father proudly holding her arm. The time-honoured march begins, she steps one white satin clad toe forwards... And promptly vomits on the floor, decides she looks better in a tracksuit, doesn't really like weddings anyway and legs it.