One of the great coincidences, the fortunate happenings of my life, was the day a young journalist came to work in the same newspaper office as I.
It took two years and a lot of shenanigans to join forces with the man who eventually became my husband. But since then I think I might say that, for better and for worse, life has been really quite amazing.
We promised each other, just weeks into our time together, one thing above all: adventures.
We continue to have them. Life is never mundane, or so-so. It is invariably spectacular. And anyone who knows our family will tell you exactly the same thing.
And so, 21 years to the day since we married in a church which looked like something out of a Gerry Anderson animation, (it is a wonder you couldn’t see the strings and the phoney walks) I am posting a few pictures of the man to whom I have been privileged to be married.
Perhaps you will realise why life with him is such a ball.
No chain included.