My moment
Once the wedding photos have all been taken, the cake has been cut, the speeches have been laughed/cried through, and the important business of marrying has been sorted out, the dancefloor opens.

Then, all bets are off, and manners go out of the window. You’ll find Aunt Maud dancing the conga with your friend Brian from work, and there’ll always be that one friend who needs a 6 foot square around him to bust his moves, with a very serious look on his face. The dance floor is now his.