24 fuckin years ago - Mad innit?
Rather than go the traditional route, we sold the rights to our wedding to a top shelf magazine. Not only did we get paid to get married (& the mag covered all the costs) but it meant we had the magazine as a wedding album too!
That meant that when anyone asked if they could see our wedding album, we could just hand them a jazz mag & say sure...
Unfortunately, the actual mag is long gone now, (as is the wife
) & all I have left is a censored A4 photocopy...
All the good bits have been blanked out
Anyway, like I said, just random musings...
In other, unrelated news, I also saw the spitting image of Paul Markham (RIP) at the train station today as well...
Crazy where the time goes
