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The wedding was at the fire house, yes, your dad and I where married surrounded by red trucks and sweaty man. Originally we had chosen a lovely little church near the waterside, it really was the perfect spot but the damn thing caught fire the night before our wedding. All the family was coming, including the bunch from Australia, and of course we couldn’t get another place at such short notice. We where about the cancel the whole thing when the head of the fire-department came with the solution. It wasn’t perfect but unique it was for sure.