I took 360 photos from our TV screen.

That's just plain weird - the sort of thing that used to typify the folk that Diana used to call 'the cat-stranglers'.
I watched it and thought it was enchanting. Utterly irrelevant to the world as it is today, but all the better for that. The language of the Book of Common Prayer wedding service is such a part of the warp and weft of our culture that even a crusty atheist like me finds magic in the words, while the drill and pageantry was faultless. This is one republican who thoroughly enjoyed the whole preposterous shebang.

Even more wierd that I had the camera on RAW format setting which is a pain to convert to jpg.

You're right about the language, great words from the time when my parents forced me to go to church!!