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7th October 2000
Almost a year ago, Debbie and Joe got married and invited Anne and me
along to have fun with them. Joe was my host on the trip to the USS Bataan earlier this year.
I enjoy going to weddings here. It's interesting to see the different
churches and services and the habits at the receptions. Joe and Debbie's
wedding was fun. The church service was very nice, the reception was
alcoholic and we had a ball. The reception featured a whole baked
salmon. Anne and I returned to the salmon again and again, getting as
much as we could. We are salmon-addicts. Put salmon near us and we will
trample you underfoot to get at it.
I'm interested in the churches here. I only go into them very
occasionally, for family ceremonies like weddings and christenings.
Debbie and Joe's wedding was at Oceana Naval base. The church looked
like a military church. At the very front of the church, above the
altar, it had stained glass panels that looked like military
decorations. You can't see them in the photo but you can see the beams
of light coming through them. I asked one of the ministers after the
ceremony if the stained glass was supposed to look like military
decorations, and he had to look at the stained glass to see what they
looked like before he said no. It was tall and bright and airy and a
very nice looking church.
The Married Couple
This is the happy couple, Joe and Debbie, at the reception. Here, they
are both relaxed and happy. But this is about to change ...
Now things are getting suspicious. Joe is trapped between Joy and
Debbie. Joe is in shock because of what just happened. Debbie is
questioning him about it. Joy is laughing because she KNOWS what
The situation gets clearer. Look at those muscles. Debbie takes any
opportunity to flex, even holding the bouquet. Now we get a glimmering
as to why Joe was in shock.
They hold to the old traditions here. Here is Joe, digging for the
garter. I cannot remember why he is doing this. Was it something to do
with "old, new, borrowed, blue" or was he just impatient? I thought it
was the best man who threw the garter?
We see Debbie's organisational skills again. "Do this. Stand there.
Wait." It's not Joe this time. Here, she's bossing the women who are
going to grab for that bouquet in Debbie's hands.
And she tosses the bouquet. That's it in mid-flight. Some of the women
are ready for it, but the one on the very left doesn't seem to want to
catch it. Sensible girl. There's lots more life to be lived before you
settle down with just one person.
Another fine old wedding tradition. Here, the best man has spent some
time groping the thigh of the bridesmaid for another garter, and is
now finally removing it. The Master Of Ceremonies has wowed us with a
saucy commentary and the bridesmaid is looking at him in disbelief. I
had several photos of the garter ceremony to choose from, so I chose
the one that was most revealing.
The wedding cake. I like to take photos of wedding cakes. Many wedding
photographers forget the cake. Someone slaved for days to create this
masterpiece, and then it comes to the wedding and gets torn apart and
eaten. I like to preserve the pristine image of the cake.
The group photo. Some other photographer managed to get all the guests
together for this shot, and I took advantage of it to do the same,
despite the fact that I was dipsomaniacally weaving by this part of the
There's three people in this photo. Jim, who
used to work with us, and Bronwyn and Rachael. Rachael isn't quite ready for the public yet,
but she did appear a couple of weeks later.
Anne and Katherine. Katherine and Jim were
married the year before and we went to their wedding too.
MAP's Terrible Two and their wives. On the left is Matt and Amber and we went to their wedding the
year before. On the right is Kevin and Lori, and they were married
before we arrived in the country so there's no photos of their wedding.
Around The Bar
As the evening developed and the guests grew very drunk, mischief was
in the air. Groups of people from MAP congregated in the side bar and
talked and drank and fell down.
Brian wants to get up to some devilment, but Matt is struggling to
hold him back.
Karen is telling the group a dirty story, while Matt shows his
appreciation of bawdy tales by going red.
We've reached the stage of inebriation when everything seems
incredibly funny. Someone has just told a joke and Debbie and Matt are
having trouble containing their mirth.
There's trouble brewing here. Look at that gleam of mischief in Matt's
eyes. Look at Debbie puckering up. Who's she teasing? What's happening
here? Very few can remember what was happening at this stage of the
I was impressed with the decor of the bar. The bar tables were all
decorated with bullets. It was very impressive and very attractive.
Reminded me of the weaponry ornaments at Colonial Williamsburg.
The reception ended on a grand note, and we drunkenly spilled out into
the night. After all the alcohol, I needed something to sop it up, so on
the way home we staggered into a Kentucky Fried Chicken place. Anne was
in her best, and I was in a suit, and when we staggered in the door, the
place went quiet and all the chicken-munchers stopped and stared at us.
I ordered something and waved a credit card at them and was told that
they didn't take credit cards. Cash only. We fumbled through our finery
and came up with enough cash to pay for the bucket of chicken and
grease. I wobbled out of the place, drunkenly maintaining my dignity,
and then we went home, got into our grease-splattering clothes and went
to work on the fried chicken. And thus ended another great wedding in