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It rained on the day of our wedding, and it rained hard. I don't mean a stuttering, ponderous British drizzle, I mean rain - Texas style. For three thunderous hours that afternoon, the skies had opened and the heavens had swept their unrelenting torrent on the simmering, sweating, humid jungle that was downtown Austin. But by evening, the storms had given way to a perfect Western sunset. The hot Texas sun had dried up what left of the water, and the evening was perfect. The State capital, glimpsed through the trees from the Caswell House, glimmered majestically in the late afternoon sun. The energy sapping humidity had been drained away by the storm, leaving behind an evening that glistened with the promise of things to come. I don't remember much about the ceremony, rather the things that surrounded it. I remember being glad my brother was standing beside me, I remember the music didn't quite go to plan, and I remember how hard it was trying to get Tom into that damn tuxedo!!! As night descended, and the older guests made their way home to bed, the rest of us hit the town. 6th Street was ablaze with life and color as we made our way to join them - Nancy in her wedding headress and me in my tuxedo. We all crowded into a small bar - the Welsh boys and the Texas girls, half a world apart with nothing in common except that they were all drunk as skunks and all having a great time. I think most of them ended up in a hotel swimming pool sometime in the early hours. The night soon disappeared in a shower of budweiser, Texas sized shots and disposable cameras until we finally escaped to our hotel at around three in the morning. And that was our Texas wedding. It left us with great memories, superb photographs, a Hawaii honeymoon of a lifetime to look forward to, and best of all I didn't have to wear those absurd top hat and tails!!!