I WOULD have thought it would be one of the ultimate feelgood professions: helping people get hitched, that is. Working in the registry office at the Town Hall, surely you get to see the happiest day of somebody’s life every week.
It must be far more heart-warming than tasks such as chasing down council tax, rejecting parking ticket appeals or earmarking which council homes will be sold off next.
But oh no, no, no. Rupert Everett, the actor who lives in Bloomsbury, tells us it’s not all bouquets and sweet smiles down there in Camden’s births, deaths and marriages offices. In a long interview with The Guardian last week, he suggested the opposite. By his reckoning, the place is run by ‘bad tempered cows’. He won’t be rushing to tie the knot there and is sniffy about those who choose the place for their civil partnerships. Here’s the extract, see it with your own eyes:
“If you want to have a marriage with some bad-tempered cow from Camden Council officiating, then you must have that, and I think it’s nice that you can have it. But I liked being a poof when it was illegal, frankly; it gave me a sense of being outside.”
So what’s eating the registrars? Why so grumpy? We deserve to be told.