Chris's Married

08/15/2003

Well there you go, here I sit and write to you as a married man. For those of you who thought the nerves would get the better of us or just plain well couldn't believe their mate was actually getting hitched, well now it's happened and without a hitch to. Some of you prbably know that we were getting married on the beach, what you wouldn't have known is that I was running 20 mins late for my own wedding (due to forgetting Dad's pant's, hanging on a seprate hanger to his jacket). In order to get to the wedding you must catch a ferry to get to the island and on the way to this ferry we pased Jenny, who luckily I did not see, however it was a relief she wasn't waiting at the alter. When on the ferry we were thinking it was in the bag, home, done, finished, as I got out of the car to take a stretch and check my nerves, I could see out fo the corner of my eye a classic car and at a glimps a silouet figure against the sun in the back seat. With out a second look I hurled myself back into the car and explained to Lozza that he would have to direct traffic so as not to let the bridal party past us and ultimately get to the aulter first. Needless to say the wedding whent off without a hitch, Jenny got to relax after the speeches to resemble the lady I had married but had not seen for the past month. The speeches were great and a highlight for me were the telegrams, the first dance was flawless and even the torential rainfall, that had been litterally hovering over Eastern Canada for the week, seemed to hold off. We had a great band plenty of food, homebrew and even a keg. The reception was hard to leave but finnaly at 3.00 in the morning we managed to part and head for our honeymoon sweet for none of your business. The next day was recovery and we met up with Mum, Dad, Cathy (sister) and Lozza (Best Man) who had made it over for the wedding. We had a good bye dinner and saying good bye to Mum and Dad was verry hard to do as well as Cath and Lozza the next day, thanks guys for making the wedding.

Up at the alter, what was I thinking/feeling? Yes there were nerves, but for me it felt sad because your moving on with your life, away from your parents and looking at Dad teary eyed made it harder, you also feel that everyone in attendance is staring straight at you and I wondered what they were thinking. Then when she walks down the isle looking amaizing, it takes some of those feelings back a few steps.

We spent 3 Nights at Inn on the Cove, the nicest place I have been to date and I don't think we've had one argument since we got married, it's like lozza said as he placed my hand on top of Jenny's, "This is the last time you will ever get the upper hand".

Speak to you soon,

Chris and Jenny Derham. _ _ ______________________________________________________ _ _

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