Wedding

On Saturday, Şencan and I got married on HMS Warrior in Portsmouth.

It is probably a phrase that is overly used about such occasions, but it was a perfect day. The weather - threatening rain in the morning - was sunny by the time the ceremony occurred. The venue, HMS Warrior, the first steam-powered, iron-hulled, armoured warship, was fantastic, and it was great being surrounded by all of our family and friends, most of whom had travelled a long way to be there.

Our only regret is that we did not get a chance to spend as long taking to everyone as we would have liked. So many people came, yet the evening was so short. Still, I think that we managed to talk to most people, and our apologies to those who could not make it.

Şencan looked beautiful in her dress and I; well, at least I did not have mud on my trousers for once. The memory of that dress shall be emblazoned on my memory forever.

My brother, the best man, and his wife, the chief bridesmaid, did a wonderful job for us. The evening went smoothly, with not a little thanks to the two of them.

It was a superb evening. Photos will inevitably follow.

Lessons

As I have travelled through the journey of my life, I have learnt many important lessons. For example:
*) Treat people as you would like to be treated yourself.
*) Do not judge people by first appearances.
*) It takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.
*) Wherever possible, do not give in to pain. Fight and master it.

Now, I have a new one to add to this illustrious list:
*) Do not keep the jar of gravy granules next to the similarly-shaped coffee jar.

I shall not go any further.