Lucky Thirteen

Today’s my wedding anniversary: I’ve been married thirteen years. If you’d posited that prediction to a 25-year old Tony back in February 1990, when he met his future wife Posie, he’d probably have keeled over in shock. I’m not the kind of person who imagined himself taking the two-kids-and-a-cat and a house-in-the-country route in life, but that’s the beauty of this journey we take: all the unexpected turns, bumps in the road, mountains and valleys – and the occasional bouts of high-speed highway cruising with the top down that makes it all worthwhile.

I’ve often said I married Posie because she was the only woman I could find who would put up with me, but obviously that’s doing her a disservice. (Though it’s still a part of the story!) I’m amazingly fortunate to have found someone so special to journey through life with: to have kids with, to go to gigs with, to DJ with, to run with, swim with and yeah, all the rest with. In the words of Richard Ashcroft and a song that had not been written at the time of our wedding, I’m a lucky man, with fire in my hands, gotta love that will never die.

Here’s a photo of the happy couple on the big day: back when they both had more hair!

And here’s the end result of that love: Noel and Campbell entertaining each other at a local Italian restaurant last night while we were trying to have a peaceful, celebratory dinner.

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3 Comment(s)

  1. Si

    26 June, 2006 at 2:12 pm

    Big congratulations,man!
    All the best.

  2. Jen

    26 June, 2006 at 2:22 pm

    Happy Anniversary to you both! What a Wedding week that was back in Manhattan. I still maintain THE photo of the day was Ruth necking back the champagne from the bottle on the bus back into the city. I do think you should post up one of your wedding portraits from the day though! Go on!

    Thank you for all my birthday wishes. It’s been a memorable one for all the right reasons. Wish you’d been here too.
    Miss you

  3. 27 June, 2006 at 1:28 pm

    Thanks Si, thanks Jen.

    Jen: I don’t think I’d ever be welcomed home again if I did post a picture of my mother necking from the champagne bottle! Some of the other fun ones are all filed away in a photo album somewhere, but just for you, I’ve edited in to the above post one of the happy couple on the big day – back when we both had more hair!



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