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Château McChâng:
When Paddy and Christine got married
Paris, Feb 29 - Mar 3, 1996
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 | Here's Paddy, my good old
friend. He lives in Paris. He's getting married to Christine (you'll
meet her later). Although we really like Christine (or maybe because)
we're trying save Paddy from marriage by taking him to a bar the night
before the wedding. That's what your friends are supposed to do when
you get married, right? The bar is full of crucifixes.
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 | Here's Roy, another friend of
Paddy: .. are you really sure you want to do this.. remember never
confess anything..!!
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| Next day, Paddy is still moving steadily towards marriage. His
head obviously needs a little tune-up.
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| You havn't met Christine yet, but here's her left foot. She
painted it herself. It's really good.
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| Leslie, another friend (there's lots of them) is trying to fix up
the rest of Paddy. On the left, Christine is entering
scene. Backwards. Welcome, Christine!
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| Here, the two of them are listening patiently to what the official
representative of the 12eme ardonissment has to tell them.
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| The official representative.
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| The "oui" wasn't enough. Paddy has to sign..
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| .. and so does Christine.
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| Now that they're married, all combinations of bride, groom, best
man, best mayor, w or w/o kiss, w or w/o David Sturman have to be
photographed.
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| That's why the foreign press is here.
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| The confetti comes out and the party starts..
The party actually took place a few days later so that we should
have enough time to find the place for celebration. Have you ever been
lost in the Valée de Marne? It's a pretty place!
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| But talk about rewards when you find it: silk-screened champagne
labels from Château McChâng.
The party was much more than a party. It was a weekend where
everyone took part in preparing, eating, cleaning, walking and all the
other things you do when you're in a wonderful house with group of
wonderful people to celebrate a wonderful wedding.
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| We're now preparing for dinner. Watch this. In red you see the
chef (really!) trying to find out whom to serve as the main
dish. The two people on the right side do not notice what is
happening..
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| Here, details are a bit blurred, but you will see that the
chef (really!) is tasting the best man (my friend Joel) to
see if he will be a good main dish. Notice that one of the other
people (whom I later got to know as Mark) has fled. Andrew (with the
goatie) has still not noticed. Joel didn't meet the chef's hard
demands, so we ended up eating Andrew.
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| Even without cheating with the dinner table name tags (I swear,
there were none), I ended up with three of Paddy's beautiful female
friends around me. Here's Carolyn..
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| .. and Catja ..
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| .. and Eva (no, her name
wasn't Eva, but she was from Argentina and we discussed Eva Pernod... ehh Peron.)
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| Roy was also there. We made no confessions.
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| Stop! Don't turn that camera...
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| Mark (who barely escaped the chef) is trying to give a
speach. The champagne gets in the way.
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| Here's the proof that we didn't eat Joel for dinner. Instead, we
got to listen to his speach.
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| Everyone is eating, while Tove (the foreign correspondent) is
dancing on the table.
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| Washing up at 3AM is a very communal thing.
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| Here's what I would nomintate for the official wedding
picture. Cheap video cameras will never give anyone a more beautiful
picture. Right, Paddy?
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| howcome
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