The inevitable happened. Jess got her hands on Wedding Magazine thanks to a well meaning friend. Of course she persuaded me to ‘take a look’ and to my surprise there was an article in it that caught my attention. An article, aimed at blokes, on romance that appeared to be set in the dirty room at one of the mines near the gulf. If you’re thinking what I was, it seems a rather unlikely pair. In fact, mining communities are probably more testosterone packed than an NRL footy trip or Floyd Landis Le Tour win. You see, men aren’t often associated with romance and in my experience getting changed after being underground for hours is as far removed from the concept of romance as possible.
