On the morning of the wedding of JMH and MCF the news came through that JF died in her car, just at the point of turning the key in the ignition as she was about to take the car down her drive on to the road. A decision was made that the ceremony would go ahead regardless, and all the arrangements for JF’s birthday party (including the quiz) would stand for her funeral instead. I urged everyone to stop crying: nobody would want red eyes in the wedding photos.
Before the wedding ceremony the family set off towards the tapas bar on the beach. I was late in joining them and got trapped climbing over the rocks due to my fear of heights. KT appeared with a a bottle of wine and managed to talk me down.
Meanwhile the rest of the family members had left the bar so our little party comprised only me, KT and an American boy. The latter was very boastful about his travels so we made sure that he knew all about KT’s VSO work.