One of my happiest/saddest moments was the day I got married. The happy bit was that I had all my family around me when my brother walked me down the isle without any walking aids. He had an RTA and badly broke a leg 3 years previously and had needed a combination of wheelchair, crutches and walking sticks to enable him to be mobile until that day. The sad bit was that my father was not there in body to see me married, although there in sole I am sure. I married in the same church he was buried.