The boy's godfather is quite British, but I don't know if they're planning on watching the thing or not. I do know, however, that when my wife found out about the marriage she just about flipped a wig, apparently a large portion of off-hours during her middle- and high-school was all about who would marry prince what's his name.
I had a former colleague who met William at some mutual friend's birthday party. That's just a whole other world - they had it on some enormous castle grounds, and had some craftsman do up miniature hot-air balloons to hang tea lights from to provide lighting, I s*** you not.
I'm all for a good bit of foie gras every now and then, but some things are just beyond me.