Even an old cynic like me had to be impressed by the impact and interest generated by the Meghan and Harry nuptials. Apparently over a third of the New Zealand population stayed up to watch the extravaganza unfold on television. No wonder the Sunday streets were deserted, Sky directors must have been squirming in frustration at the loss of an opportunity to buy sole transmission rights.
Asking bleary eyed friends why they had sat transfixed, eyes glued to their TV screens far into the early hours, received no sensible answer. Quite clearly the chance of seeing a bit of history unfold while being entertained by family drama and spectacle, made riveting television. Perhaps it was the stark contrast to the usual nightmare of international politics played out on our TVs. For a moment in time, we had faith in human sociability, creativity and love.
Rutherford Probus' wedding party kept the magic alive for a little longer.