None of this.
He meant the wedding. He meant the flowers and the marquee and the string quartet.
Marguerite Oyelowo played that video in a room in the February and stopped it at minute six and asked me whether he had appeared to be joking.
He had not been joking. He was showing
off. He stood up at his own wedding and publicly thanked the man whose company had been used to move investor money, in front of sixty of those investors, and every single one of them clapped.
That is the thing about the whole of this. Nobody hid anything at that wedding. They were not being careless. They genuinely did not think of any of it as something to hide.
What happened afterwards.
On the eighteenth of November, Ines Talbot and I sat in a room with the Serious Fraud Directorate for six hours.
All of it went in. The folder. The trust deed. The forged transfers. The photo gallery. The seating plan.
