When the accident happened on April 20, 1984, the cassette in the car was playing songs from a Nambassa concert.
As our Chevette went through the Devon St., lights, I indicated to turn right into The Devon Lodge, our wedding reception venue for the next day, slowed to a stop and glanced into my rear vision mirror.
|Margo Clay and Chris hang out|
Nothing I could do but warn Jacky in the passenger seat, and brace for impact.
|Bride of the century|
Our heads snapped forward and mine hit the shade vizor in front of me, leaving a few cuts and bruises; Jacky had some whiplash. Luckily we only moved forward a few metres and avoided the cars coming towards us.
In a numb shock, we all waited on the curb for the police to show up to get statements. Someone must have contacted the police - I don't remember.
It may sound silly, but we'd been lucky. Our car was severely damaged though (insurance would fix it eventually by joining a whole back section to the car) and we were due to go on honeymoon in two days time. Ah well, what are you gunna do?
During April 21, 1984 Jacky was getting ready in Lorna Street while I was having Margo apply makeup to my cuts and getting dressed at the Devon Lodge (while Singing In The Rain played on the TV in Margo and Clay's room).
Soon enough it was time to head to St Joseph's Catholic Church for the wedding of the century! Of which I loved every minute!
When doing our vows, we both faced the congregation of friends and family - that was a nice touch.
|The Purdys and Smiths|
Dad and Ross were there, Margo and Clay (my best man), Greg and Wendy, Phyllis, Roger and Deirdre, Patrick, Chris, Michelle and her first husband, Warwick, Mervyn and Catherine...and a whole load of people I didn't know (friends of Brian and Sallie's I guess - he paid for the reception so that was fine with us).
|GNP with Alison, Mabelle|
|Greg, Wendy, Phyllis at a table with Terry Heaps and the Ryders|
|Patrick and his possie, including Lindsay Loveridge|
Thanks to Sallie lending us her Honda Prelude, our honeymoon was spent in Wanganui and Wellington, places I'd never been to. The Sharella was relatively new and right opposite the botanic gardens - a great location for walking and exploring Wellington.
During our stay we were abruptly woken at 1.00am with a shrill fire alarm sounding in the room. The flashing words 'Panic Panic Panic' were sent from my brain to nerve endings throughout my entire body. Jacky, bless her, was a picture of calm and poise as she ushered me from the room, down the fire escape to the car park in the drizzly rain. Whatever had happened was dealt with and we returned to our honeymoon.
Days were spent shopping (Unity Books!!), and visiting touristy spots like the gardens and museums and the zoo.
I had a blast!
Love and peace - Wozza