Then I shall request the congregation to sing a HYMN…. then we shall get on with the ceremony. All you have to remember is the order in which those things happen, and you can’t go wrong.” The happy day finally arrived, and the bridegroom waited nervously for his bride to appear.
When she arrived and stood alongside him, he heard her quietly repeating to herself, “Aisle, altar, hymn, aisle, altar, hymn.” At that very moment, the bridegroom realized that his friends who had warned him about marriage were correct, as her thoughts, which he could now hear quite clearly, “I’ll alter him. I’ll alter him.”