As is usual with teenagers, I got the impression that some of them hadn't eaten since we had last seen them...
We went on a very fast boat which only took a couple of hours.
It only took a couple of hours because it jumps from the top of one wave to another rather like a show jumper at Hickstead. There were a lot of brown paper bags available for those with weak stomachs.
Here is Mysweet holding on tightly to stop me from being bounced off the back of the boat.
The ceremony was a christian one, and we are not christian.
The teenagers agreed to take part in the musical aspect of the service in spite of this and I was proud of the way that they were able to respect other people's beliefs even if they did not share them.
There were some aspects of the service that we found difficult, (an evangelistic sermon), but it did have the effect of making me re-examine my own philosophy, and finding it not much changed after all these years: never be sure about anything, expect the worst, and hope for the best!