Good morning here we are at the 22nd day of September, 36yrs ago on this day I went from being a Jenkins to a Meadows.
I meet Tim on the 9th June 1983 in my parents lounge-room this was because we met through a dating agency. I knew by our next date that he was the man for me.
In September that year he tells me ha had invited a few mates to our engagement party. I looked at him and said “what” you haven't even asked me to marry you., he laughed took my hands and said but you will won't you. My reply was not the point but of course I will.
Our engagement party was paired with my 21st and held at my parents place, it was a good night ending around 3 or 4am although Tim crashed in the back of his panel van around midnight, after he fell asleep on the toilet. The last to leave were Tim's mates and a couple of gatecrashes as in neighbours from up the road.
We married on the 22nd September 1984 in St Alban's church in front of around 100 guests. The reception was held in the church hall back then my mum was involved with the church so we got a good deal.
I wore a dress that had been my aunt's wedding dress, I was never thrilled with the dress but said nothing, I also had no say in the wedding care which was a traditional fruit cake, I do not eat fruit cake.
I have wanted to renew my vows for many years but Tim has no interest in doing so.
