30 years ago today Matthew and I got married. Three years before that (in November 1980) I moved into a student flat at 29 Peveral street, Riccarton. It was a house inhabited by engineering students. They allowed a fine arts student in because they were desperate to rent a room out over summer. One of the students was Matthew. All the other students took off home to various parts of New Zealand for the summer holidays just after I arrived. That left just me and Matthew. Talk about being thrown together! He was impressed that I was a fine arts student and that I had a good David Bowie record collection. I was impressed that he looked like Mick Jagger!
A couple of the flatmates moved away early the next year (1981) so Shane the Surfie Hippy moved in and Mark the bachelor of arts student. My father thought Shane looked “just like a Polish bandit”. (He did.)
It was always Matthew’s plan to move to Australia once he finished his degree. One day in the middle of 1981 I awoke to the fact that I didn’t want to be left behind in Christchurch. Even while he was still a student, we opened a joint bank account – to the horror of the BNZ Bank Manager who tried to persuade Matthew against it…in front of me! He said our incomes (presuming we stayed together) would always be vastly unequal. OK, so he was right. However we were determined we knew what we were doing. We arrived in Sydney on 30th March 1982 with a suitcase each and a lot of optimism. A year and a half later, on 17th September 1983 we got married.
Matt and I got married IN our rented Sydney apartment. It was a spacious apartment with a huge view of Coogee Beach. It seemed like a fine place to have a ceremony. There were around 20 guests including three of Matt’s siblings but no parents. The whole event including my wedding dress cost $500.00 ($250 for the dress and $250 for the rest). We took our flatmates and several other guests to the Blue Mountains for our honeymoon. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Goodness we were casual. We hadn’t even booked a place to go to dinner that night. We ended up at a golf club for dinner – which was pretty awful as I recall.
Where did the time go? It went into bringing up three daughters; Emily, Alicia and Lucy as well as pursuing our various careers and having adventures.
Here’s to THIRTY YEARS of marriage!!! Well, we do drive one another crazy now and then. But most of the time – it’s pretty good!
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