AT the last minute I decided to head up to London to watch the Royal wedding.

Armed with a cheap camcorder and an old fashioned SLR camera, I caught a coach to London Victoria.

What I didn’t bargain on was the sheer size of the crowds.

I wondered why people were selling periscopes. I soon found out.

People were standing on buildings and scaling walls in a vain attempt to see over the crowds.

Many had come armed with stepladders and footstools. Why didn’t I think of that?

The bells of Westminster Abbey rang out adding to the atmosphere.

I couldn’t see anything but the screams of the crowd told me when someone famous or Royal had arrived.

The clock edged closer to 11am.

The crowd started to scream. I held my camera high and clicked wildly hoping to capture the bride. It was over. She had gone into the church.

I was beginning to think it would have been easier to have stayed at home.

I decided to head for Hyde Park to watch the ceremony on the big screen but the streets were literally jampacked solid with people.

The police kettled the crowds and I found myself herded into an area of the park next to Buckingham Palace.

I had no choice but to stay put. I sunbathed, watched guards marching past and a man being arrested up a tree.

Finally people burst through the barriers and started running towards the Palace.

It started to get scary as several people were crushed against the railings and one elderly woman was pulled out suffering from a panic attack.

I realised I was directly opposite the iconic balcony. Two minutes later there was an incredible cheer as William and Kate stepped out.

William was pointing at us and talking to Kate. I was close enough to lip read.

The crowd began to chant demanding a kiss. William obliged with a peck on the lips but the crowd were not satisfied.

William leaned in to recreate the famous Charles and Diana kiss of 30 years ago and the crowd went mad. Ironically my camera film ran out.

But it was a moment that will be forever recorded on my memory.