This is Oliver.He is a big guy and historically, he always has been. In Hall Six NTU, we were neighbours. He was also president of the gym club, ate boiled chicken before competitions and came to my room to steal biscuits. We could never get him drunk because it took too much to overpower the hulk.
On the last day of May, he got married to Suzanne. We, the Hall Six brudders and I, were, well, the groom's entourage. We got to his home early, ate paus, got into 5 cars to get the girl. Getting her to 'surrender to Oliver' went without complication. Soon we were at the church, a large one in the Farrer area, to watch him and her tie the knot before God and law. We had lunch and then came the dinner.
I MCed the dinner and it wasn't typical. There was a band, led by the father of the boyish Gomez kid who took part in Singapore Idol. They played all night, much to the delight of the golden oldies and the kids. A hoot, one might call it.
The best bit of the whole thing was the guys getting together. We talk and laugh a lot at the silliest things. We're so full of crap, it's funny. Some things don't change.
The wedding pixes, which may be none of your business, are at my Flickr.
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