The frenzied Republicans are having a field day denouncing the whole thing. The loony Royalists are showing off their collections of tat to anyone who will listen. The news channels will be smothered in "and-reporting-live-from-Buckingham Palace" accounts of every glance of eyelash, satin shoe, horse-drawn carriage or over-dressed celebrity.
I have no strong opinions for or against the Family, but my day-off coincides with the wedding - so I shall set my PVR to start recording at 4am and I will wander downstairs at a more civilized hour, and then raise a toast to the happy couple with my morning cuppa - and I truly wish them well. They are going to need it.
I can then fast-forward through all the adverts to the best bits - which for me will be the location.
(With thanks to the English Heritage website for this photo)
From afar, I shall look forward to aerial shots of Londonengland and cast a wistful eye over the majesty of the 1000-year old Westminster Abbey, the backdrop of a lively and colourful city with some stunning architecture - and sit smiling at all the thousands of mad, joyful people getting ready for a right Royal knees-up.
All the naysayers can bugger off just for one day while I wave my metaphorical flag.