… I drove to First Presbyterian Church in my old Miata (with the top down, of course), with my mate Steve Graham all the way from Scotland beside me, and married Nikki. It’s amazing to think how fast those 15 years have gone by and how much has happened – some good (the arrivals of Cameron and Drew, for example), some bad (the departures of my mum and Chas, for example). On balance, however, the last decade and a half has been spectacular and I’m so glad Nikki agreed to be the special person sharing it with me. Asking her to marry me was definitely the best decision I have ever made and having her accept was even better.
In celebration of our anniversary, here’s a portrait I grabbed last weekend during our trip to Fredericksburg (where, not-coincidentally, we spent a couple of days on a mini-honeymoon right after we were married).