Well, it took almost 28 years, but I finally palmed my daughter off to some hapless bloke.
No, it really didn’t happen like that. Erin married Brendan last Saturday in a vineyard outside Tamworth and it was a very happy occasion.
It rained all morning, but stopped just in time and the sun came out to shine on the congregation. Here is a picture of the proud father and daughter walking down the aisle to the tune of Erin Shore:
And here is the happy couple with their parents:
I’m the good looking bloke on the left.
I did make a speech at the reception, and if anybody can tell me what I said, please let me know. Everyone tells me it was good, but it was totally off-the-cuff and I may have had a scotch or three too many. At least I outlasted my son Glen, who did a great job of being Master of Ceremony – he fell asleep in the bus on the way home.
And for those that don’t know the tune Erin Shore, it’s a traditional Irish tune, played here by The Corrs: